"Do you mean offensive?" I asked. "Because I didn't mean to be offensive."
"No," he hedged. "Only you know what you're feeling, and it's your blog so you can say whatever you want. It's just... I think people only meant to say, 'count your blessings', you know?"
Translation: yeah, you were offensive.
When I was a kid, I had this grumpy cat named Shady. She didn't like anyone but me, but was even more awful when she was pregnant. I once watched her walk down the sidewalk then spot another cat resting beneath a tree a few yards away. She hesitated, veered off the path, walked up to the other cat and smacked it in the face before returning to the sidewalk to continue on her way. It was like she had to hit it just because it was there.
So, to those of you I offended: I'm sorry. You were just there, and lately I feel like a Shady cat.