Feminazis tell me regularly that I'm bad and wrong for living my dream, that I should get off my ass and go be a man. Funny thing is, though, that I'm actually a woman, and according to them I can do whatever I want. Apparently to them it doesn't matter that what I want is to be a wife and mother, not some soulless high-payed, high-powered, high-stress executive. Staying home is my family's choice. My husband loves that I do, and I'm far happier raising my own son than I ever would be letting some stranger do it for me just for the Almighty Dollar. Things aren't important to me, as everything in America keeps trying to tell me. So long as my family is housed, fed, and happy, that makes ME happy.