A Family And A First

Stop the presses!  While in a Kroger parking lot, I found her!

She is not a mom who drives around little soccer players in this minivan...she is literally a mom who plays soccer!!!  Get it, Goalie Mom!

A Family And...Whoops, I Got Serious

Regardless of who you voted for this past week, I think the one thing we can all agree on is this: THANK GOD that election is over! Coming from a person whose main hobby is snark, if I saw one more freaking snarky political TV commercial I was going to lose it.  And if you contributed any money to the campaigns of either of the candidates, you ought to be pissed. I think 2/3 of their money went into sending mail to Ohioans...and every piece I got from both sides went straight from my mailbox to my trash can. Valuable lesson of the day: There are useful, productive ways to spend your money and giving it to politicians is not one of them.

Anyway...as the proud "straight wife" (as he calls me) to my own "gay husband", I like that at the end of the day, these guys have the freedom to put a gay sticker family on their car, just the same as I have the freedom to blog about it, and you have the freedom to think whatever you want about it, as well.

Here's the great thing about America: Your right to dislike this sticker family can coexist with their right to have it. The fact that everyone is different is what makes us awesome.

So rather than hating or loving this sticker family, let's all just take one second and be happy that we all have freedom to think, write, say and do what we want. When it's all said and done, America is a badass place to live. There are civil ways to disagree about stuff without all the hate; you can believe your thing without disrespecting someone else's thing.  The louder you shout, the less people hear you.  Second valuable lesson of the day: History clearly shows us that anger fixes nothing, but everyone doing their part to look past differences and work together is a solid start.

Whoops...I just got serious. Eeeeek! Sorry, back to being snarky.

A Family I Was Reunited With

No one should have to endure my snark once, let alone twice.  But to their misfortune, I was recently reunited with the Feeley Family (or as it looks now, the E Family).  If you don't remember the Feeleys, you can quickly check back to the first time I spotted them in "A Family With Jazz Hands" here.  Columbus, Ohio is no NYC, but it's big enough that the odds of a sticker family blogger ending up behind the same vehicle with a weird sticker family more than once have to be pretty low.

I'm happy to see that the Feeleys didn't stop dancing and that those sassy jazz hands are still intact!  I said this the first time but I'm thinking it again...anyone else hear a showtune playing in the background?

A Family Who Let Me Down

Wait...you wouldn't happen to want me to spay/neuter my pet, or adopt a pet, or take in a rescue pet, or visit www.petfinder.com would you???  Because I'm having a really hard time figuring out what the main interest in your life is.

I bet all you readers got lost in the haze of bumper stickers and didn't even see lonely little Fluffy up there in the top right corner, did you?  I have to admit, I am let down by these people... I mean, if I ever expected a TRUE cat lady sticker family, it would be on this car.  But the driver of this Animal Rescue Transport Vehicle has surprised me by (supposedly) only having one cat.  I guess you can't judge a person's crazy pet-owning tendencies by their cat license plate or their million bumper stickers or the back of their crazy car.

NOTE: My mom has been a big contributor of pictures to this blog (it's heartwarming when your parents fully get behind all your snarky endeavors). But I think she needs special recognition for this one, since she ninja-ed (yes, ninja is a verb) up her neighbor's driveway to get a picture of this car in their garage. Truly sneaky!