It’s been a long time since I mentioned Taylor Swift here, mainly because her quest to ruin my life appears to be over.

We never had direct peace talks, but both sides seemed to have lost the will to continue the fight and we settled back into a sort of neutral stance.  However, that’s not true for her and another member of my family.

Last weekend I went to see a “Moneyball” with my mom and brother Pat.  Mom, a country music fan, was driving and when the very first notes of a Taylor Swift song came on the radio she immediately changed the station.  This was not nearly the first time I had witnessed this phenomenon, but in case there was any doubt as to her feelings towards Ms. Swift, my mom added, “I don’t understand why everyone else thinks she’s so wonderful.”

Last night mom and Pat went to a hockey game at the Verizon Center, and my brother sent me a text message saying they saw a Taylor Swift poster go by as they went up the escalator to their level.  “She’s trying to follow mom,” he said.

I get that maybe Taylor was tired of feuding with someone taller than her, but I don’t get why she has to keep pursuing these quarrelsome relationships.  Hey Taylor, it’s OK to just play your guitar and sing.  I’m perfectly fine with that.  My cousin, who has used your picture as his Facebook profile photo, is definitely fine with that.

Though maybe you shouldn’t do it when my mom is around.