Local all boys Catholic School to allow gay couple to attend junior prom. That’s ballsy. (no pun intended… well maybe a little) It’s my son’s school. I am happy as a clam. I don’t mean this blog to be in any way all preachy, self-righteous or gloating. I don’t even mean it to be a
I have a new little guilty pleasure. Every Monday night I sit down and watch “The Carrie Diaries” with my two teenage daughters. You know it’s that sort of pre-Sex and the City “Carrie Bradshaw – The Wonder Years” kind of thing. Her in her teens in 1984. The girls like it because it involves
I try so hard to make sure what I post on Facebook or Twitter isn’t annoying. Really, I do. But ya’ know, inevitably someone will think I’m annoying. One man’s hilarious is another man’s “she annoys the fuck out of me” What can ya’ do? But I try hard to avoid the cliches that people
As some of you might know I’m pretty damn Irish. My name is Margaret Frances Madigan. Maybe just a little Irish? My Father’s family is all off the potato famine boat all around. It all boils down to (and that’s not a potato joke) me being raised in a very very Irish Catholic family.
So… who here is willing to give their heart to another? What a romantic thought, huh? No, I mean really. Like as in your actual heart, the organ… physically. And to give it to someone you don’t even know. After your gone. Passed on. Ceased to be. Expired and gone to meet your maker. Bereft
I can’t get this God damn thing to work today. Click on this link below to see my video blog, “The Kardashian Speech Pattern Will Lead Us All to Hell” https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10200852080613820&l=862320100451939461
As a cradle Catholic (that means people who were born into serious Catholic families, I think) I’m vaguely interested in who our next Pope will be. I still go to church and my kids go to Catholic school. I’m no zealot though, I know the church as serious issues. But ya’ know what, at my