Surely you can't be serious? I am serious, but don't call me Shirley.

Melissa from Suburban Bliss was recently featured on the Today Show with Meredith Viera for a segment about mothers having a little (like, a glass'o'wine) drinkiepoo whilst having a playdate.  (I'm not going to begin to go there, she's done a beautiful job expressing herself.)  Anyway, I have no point here, except to point out this wee bit:  "I suggested sometimes my children make me think about ridiculous things, like selling him on ebay."  Choke.  Sputter.  Giggle.  Wait, do people take this poop seriously?  Nah, for real?  You mean to say not all mothers feel that way, at least without physically SAYING it out loud once in a while? 

What does that mean about people like me, who might drop little bombs like "selling them on eBay" into casual conversation, um, all the time?  I make sarcastically enhanced comments about everything in my life, All The Time, daily, even.  One of the BlogAds I added to the sidebar recently says just that "so she (me) doesn't sell her kids on eBay."  Did I think for one moment that anyone would take that seriously?  Should all blogs have a disclaimer, just to remind folks that what the blogger writes may very well be sarcastic?  Forget having a glass of wine while hanging out with your children (which is perfectly acceptable, if not RECOMMENDED, how else can you deal with those little punks?) what in the hell do other people think of you if you're auctioning your kids off like me?

See?  That's that sarcasm talking.  Jeez.