The people in my life are now divided into camps: Those who absolutely refuse to be blogged about (the minority) and those who are offended that I don’t blog about them more (the majority). 

But my favorite camp consists of those who aren’t quite sure how they feel about it, as sometimes it’s funny and sometimes it’s humiliating, so they live in a constant state of fear that can only be quelled by an over-poured glass of Chardonnay. 

I call that camp “Mom.”