Sharing

Sometimes I Worry

Sometimes I worry that I post too many pictures and videos of Asha and then I think so what. The girl is so precious and adorable and sweet who cares if I post about her too relentlessly. She is the loveliest and most lovable creature. I am lucky to have this chance in this life to be the mother of such a little angel. If anyone is maxing out and growing tired of gazing upon her adorableness they can just scroll on by or even unfollow me. Everyone else can have their daily dose of Asha and continue to enjoy their inadvertent membership in the Asha fan club. In my opinion there is no greater club to be a part of.

Standard
Sharing

It Be Like That

Asha prefers trucks and puzzles and balls she rarely plays with dolls. Today though for some reason she spent the afternoon clutching two mostly naked Barbies and taking them around. Any doll in her vicinity is named Dog, although the fancy scary equestrian doll that Grandma gave her that she loves was apparently recently renamed Baby. Anyway today was a clutch some Barbies kind of day. I guess it be like that sometimes.

Standard
Advice

Life is a Beautiful Adventure

It’s wrong to be a freeloading mooch but it’s also wrong to be greedy and selfish. Be generous but don’t let people take advantage of you. Be nice and be kind but don’t be a doormat. Be good but don’t be dull. Be bad but don’t be a piece of shit. Also don’t forget to have fun. Life is a beautiful adventure, not some kind of unending punishment, or a fucking funeral, so slay, bitch, slay. Living your best life is up to you. No one is going to do it for you.

Standard
Art

Inside

We love you Bo Burnham. Inside is a miserable joy. Is this heaven or is this a white woman’s Instagram. The I feel like a duffel bag of shit song was also brilliant. Happy birthday btw. What a way to ring in your 30th. That shit was lit. We’re so thankful for you. All our heroes have fucked themselves lately, shot themselves in the foot, destroyed their careers and ruined everything, we don’t even know who we’re fans of any more except for you, so thank you.

Standard