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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Sunday, May 12, 2013 || 6:29 PM
It's that time of year again guys. We've arrived at the day dedicated to mothers everywhere. And Lord knows I love the interwebs and (most of) my people on it but you guys are doing entirely too much today and every mother's day. So allow me to offer you all a seat. As a matter of fact, have several. This'll take a minute.I so love the pictures. The fact that my facebook and Instagram timelines are filled with pictures of beautiful mothers and daughters, I think that's pretty awesome. A short and sweet mother's day message? Go for it! But the 4-page letters to "the best mom in the world"...nawl. First of all, y'all are writing essays on facebook to your mom whom you love and you just want to let her know, blah diddy blah blah blah. HOWEVER...your mom isn't on facebook. I'm confused. WHO are you writing this for?? Take your ass down to Hallmark, put that shit in a card, and let your mom know she's the freaking bees knees. Because as sweet as all that sentiment is, it doesn't mean much if you don't say it to her. But getting past that fact, being the journalist that I am, I'm gonna fact check and edit the shit out of these essays. So if you're reading this and it applies to you, just remember...you brought this on yourself. First of all, for those of you saying your mom is the best mom in the world, nawl. That would be Mary, bruh. No offense to your mom (or mine) but Jesus' mom was a triple OG. And you know I'm right. Even if you don't want to admit it. Second, I see a lot of young ladies saying "we have our ups and downs and always bump heads but I wouldn't have it any other way." I call bullshit. No one in their right mind enjoys arguing with their mother. They are so freaking stubborn and ALWAYS think they're right, even after they realize they're wrong. So would I have it any other way? Hell freaking yeah! How bout stop arguing when you realize you're wrong? How bout apologize when you wig out for no damn reason? How bout don't be a psychopath? Which is why my mother's day card literally said "a mother is a girl's first friend and foe. So thank you for everything that you do for me. But please try not to be a psychopath." Because I am my mother's daughter, therefore I don't sugarcoat shit. Keep it a hunned, nahmean? Another thing that's been getting to me today: on Father's Day, we say "happy father's day to all the dads out there and to the moms who are both moms and dads." But why don't single fathers get that same shoutout on mother's day? Granted, maybe hardworking single mothers outnumber hardworking single fathers but that doesn't mean they don't exist. So fathers have to share their day while mothers have theirs all to themselves. Doesn't seem very fair. But that's just one woman's opinion. In all seriousness, happy mother's day to all the amazing moms who take off the blazer, loosen up the tie and step into the booth on a daily basis as well as the dads who fill those shoes spectacularly. You guys are our own personal superheroes and for that, I salute you.  Labels: babble and rant, friends and fam |