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I remember it like it was yesterday…

Actually it was about a week ago. I was watching Walker, Texas Ranger with my parents, as I sometimes do during the week. Dad’s choice. Ranger Trivette, Walker’s sidekick, made a comment to some “bad guy” that he could “kiss his black ass”, and I chuckled. Both of my parents looked at me, as if to say “why was that funny?” So I casually announced that that little phrase was the URL to my personal blog.

My mother’s face was absolutely priceless! So much so that I wish I’d have been able to take a picture of it at that very moment!

My mom knows I blog. Whenever I start complaining about things, she tells me to go blog and give my opinions a voice. She also knows I have a very popular set of running podcasts that have helped a lot of people get off the couch and hit the pavement.

But Mom also knows I grew up in a household where there was absolutely no cussing. I’m talking we weren’t even allowed to say “sucks” growing up, y’all! The only swearing I’ve done in front of my parents is pointing out something someone else has said; quoting. And I always hesitate before I do so, like I’m still going to get in trouble. Of course, I’m not, but I was well trained. The cussing I learned at age 10, has always shut off in the presence of my family members.

I’ve owned kissmyblackass.org for the better part of a decade. I had it parked, for a couple of years, before I even decided to use it for a personal blog in 2008.

So having said all that, my Mom has never visited, thus her extreme surprise. It was a hilarious moment that I will never forget. And now I’ve captured the moment on my blog, so I can relive it over and over again!

Sorry, Mom!