A Fashionable Fiasco

It's not nice to mess with Mother Nature. Really, it's not.This is simply not my week. Finding out I can't cook is appalling. My luncheon with the big-boned Immortal socialites went to Hell in a handbasket. I've been hoping to join the Fearsome Five and make it the Psycho Six. However, the chances of that happening now are looking slim. Of course, I could force my way in since I'm Mother freakin' Nature, but I want to be accepted for being me and—because I'm fabulous.It's bad enough my two sons, God and Satan, are driving me to crazy town while my best friend, Mr. Rogers, is riding in the backseat having a breakdown. It's definitely not a beautiful day in the neighborhood of Purgatory…God has taken up softball and is impossible to get ahold of just when I need to chat with him about the impending end of the world.And Satan. Satan has agreed to grocery shop with me so I don't show up at his next poker game in Hell...