ily grandma i just dont want to show you goat balls

the perils of science writing

That awkward moment when you tell your grandma about your freelance writing that you’re really enjoying, she’s so proud she wants to see it, and you have to tell her up front that it’s about terrible surgeries and goat gonad implants.

I think the response of “…oh! Well! I’m proud of you, you keep up the, uh, good work, I’m…I don’t need to see it.” was the best possible outcome in this situation.