It’s okay. I also forgot deodorant yesterday morning, so I made sure to waft my funk all over her.

And I was exercising artistic license regarding the make-up and hair. There was no make up, to begin with. AND OH GOD MY HAIR. Do I GAF? Nope. Because my son cuddled up with me when we got home and proceeded to spend an hour telling me why he loved me so much and I was the best mom in the world.

So she can eat a dick.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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