When my mom came out of the closet after twenty-five years of marriage to my dad, I had no idea what was going to happen. Our family was close, weird, and hilarious (not always intentionally) but I’d assumed after that many years together the dynamics were set, save for some horrifying tragedy. Little did I know how strange our weird, little family was about to get.
This blog is my attempt to capture some of those oddly wonderful moments. There will be curse words because my family curses. There will be inappropriate discussions of sex, because we find that’s the only way to discuss the penatration of vaginas, mouths, and butts.
I promise to be honest no matter how much it makes me gag recalling the memories, and I promise to use pictures when I can, because I like pictures.
I hope you enjoy.