
I have decided to start a new religion that celebrates obscure holidays. For instance, today is National Napping Day. Happy Holidayzzzzzz!!!
Now, don't misunderstand me. I want my daughter to get married and have babies. When she's in her forties. Right now, she is 14. I knew this day was coming. And maybe I am making too big a deal out of it.
But her boyfriend is going to, at the very minimum, have to be psychologically tortured. In fact, I never approved of water boarding, but we cannot let the terrorists win. And I am terrified.