Hello everybody. Welcome to weekly trash, the safe place to cleanse your mind, body, and soul of all that trash you consume this week so you can consume some more tomorrow.

I'm your host, Josie Van Dyke, and it is Trash Day, y'all. Sometimes I say y'all, sometimes I don't.

Depends how I'm feeling. Today, it felt like a y'all kind of day. So how are y'all? I'm good. I have a cup of coffee in my hand.

I'm fully caffeinated. I am very cozy, though. I have two Miki Couture blankets on me.

If you notice, Miki Cotor is a new sponsor of the podcast, which is honestly a dream come true

because I've been using Miki Couture since, I don't know, like 2010.

So kind of full circle moment for me.

So if you ever want to buy a blanket, go over to Mickey Couture and use code weekly trash, 50% off.

You're welcome.

This isn't even an ad.

This is me just so happy and pumped about it.

But I am.

I'm so cozy in my blankets, in my basement.

Kids are outside playing in the sprinklers with the nanny.

That's right. I have a nanny. Okay. I feel like there's this, I don't know why. There's this,

like, stigma around saying that you have help. Like, I'm sorry. I couldn't do my job if I didn't

have help. Pedro has to do things. I have to do

things. Our children can't just sit and didily dabbily their thumbs in a corner. So yes,

I have help. And I just want to say that for anybody who's listening who might be like feeling

very, oh, what's the word? You just, you have guilt. You have guilt for getting help,

but guess what? You need help. Sometimes you need help. And if you have a job,

I would rather my kids get full attention from somebody and get a play and do things,

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