As rants go, this one is an old familiar one, but I think it bears repeating. No, wait. I know it does because the thing I am going to rant about is happening every day in ball parks, arenas and stadiums, from sea to shining sea.
I speak of the ritual desecration of our National Anthem by singers who apparently can
By now, most weary mommies have purchased the book bags, classroom supplies and new tennis shoes.
They have fretted over haircuts and physicals. They have reassured weepy little kindergarteners and cried private tears about sending the baby to school.
They have threatened obnoxious teenagers and gone to ground war over appropriate clothing, music and diets.
On that official first-day-of-school, most of these moms fought the urge to shove the little darlings out the front door 90 minutes early, for fear they would miss the ride on that glorious yellow bus.
Names will remain anonymous, but I can tell you that I know a few haggard mothers who clinked cups shortly after 8 a.m. a few times this week.
Much of the time, I am barefoot. In fact, I can