Ok, hurray for moms everywhere. I mean it. It’s probably a hard job. But just because I never pushed the equivalent of an 8 pound bowling ball out of my va-jay-jay doesn’t mean I don’t deserve a corsage…and brunch.
I’m trying to become a famous person and that too is hard. Really hard. That’s why I’m declaring this the very first Others’ Day for everyone who never spawned anything other than naked ambition and fashion hacks. Happy Others’ Day, Happy Mothers’ Day, now where’s my fucking corsage?