My Imaginary Memoir Will Be Titled, “Well, It Could Have Been Worse….”

When something shitty happens, it is inevitable that someone is going to tell you to be grateful for whatever is less than shitty. I get it, I do. My imaginary memoir is titled, “Well, It Could Have Been Worse….” But sometimes I just want to wallow a little bit in the unfairness of things that are, well, unfuckingfair.

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Merry Christmas from the family

Please someone tell me that your kid is sometimes an ungrateful brat unfortunately honest during present opening.  At this rate she will never have a future as a professional poker player, because she immediately says whatever she is thinking about the present at hand.  We talked about how it would be better to find *one* thing she likes about a gift and to say that, rather than to say all the reasons it wasn’t exactly what she wanted.  At our house Santa brings one big gift.  Santa has always brought one big gift.  Mom and Santa work together on the stocking.  But this year suddenly Santa didn’t bring enough.

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