I duck my head down while driving into underground parking garages to make my car fit, in case you wondered what kind of superior intellect I’ve passed down to my kids.
Me: “I’m going to crush it* today!”
*Spoiler Alert: She did not crush it today. She ate a burrito in her car alone while crying along to Nine Inch Nails, and she will crush it tomorrow.
Tonight we had tacos for dinner; one of the kids said she doesn’t like tacos, & I’m ready to give up on this parenting thing because I can’t work with people like this.
Sure, new mom Kylie Jenner goes makeup-free for Vogue & everyone celebrates her.
But when I go makeup-free to the grocery store, people are all, “Are you ok?? You look sick. You need sleep. And vitamins.”
Sure, iPhones are cool & all, but today’s kids will never experience the mind-blowing glee of the moment when a teacher handed out a new Scholastic Book order form.
I duck my head down while driving into underground parking garages to make my car fit, in case you wondered what kind of superior intellect I’ve passed down to my kids.
Once I get back into shape, get out of debt, finish my laundry, reorganize my pantry, and learn to wake up to my morning alarm clock, it’s over for you bitches.