Good thing I haven't got any pie.
Or coffins for that matter. Just sayin'.
P.S. What the hell am I doing? I can't write anymore. I can't even read anymore. How will I ever compete w/ the younger, prettier, firmer, smarter, wittier, UN-mothers of the world? I'm serious. I want to know!
6 comments:
You don't need to compete.
amen. don't even play the game, sister. just be you. that's enough.
Pfffftttt...razzberries to those younger, prettier, firmer, not yet priviledged enough to be a mother types. They are not smarter or wittier than you, how can they be? They have yet to really experience life. You are a marvelous wonderful totally cool person and to hell with anyone that doesn't realize it!
Thanks everyone! I'm gonna try and remember that, really, I promise.
Pfffftttt...razzberries to those younger, prettier, firmer, not yet priviledged enough to be a mother types. They are not smarter or wittier than you, how can they be? They have yet to really experience life. You are a marvelous wonderful totally cool person and to hell with anyone that doesn't realize it!
You don't need to compete.
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