Oh, Department of Homeland Security. I love you and hate you all at once. You are able to bring me to the heights of joy, but also the depths of despair. Yesterday, after struggling ALL day to put my kids and our non-existent fingerprinting appointment out of mind, I went to the mailbox to find a letter from you. Excitedly, I ran my freezing cold behind inside. I tore into the envelope and opened the letter with such glee. Yay, I thought to myself, this will be the best Christmas ever! I will get fingerprinted and the kids will be home in no time. Then I saw what was written on your beautiful Lady Liberty stationery. It was basically a thank you note. A thank you note for the $870 I had to send you. Oh, DHS, you are a worthy opponent. So am I though. So am I.
who isn’t licked yet.