Did you figure out how to parent yet? No, you didn’t. Neither did we.
That’s why we’re back at it with the charts and the stars and the planets, trying to make some kind of sense out of all this madness.
So, friends, here’s your mildly accurate, definitely weird, hopefully helpful, sun-sign astrological horoscope!
Hey, Virgo, hey. Details are fun, right? Holy crap. SO MANY DETAILS.
Your worst nightmare is that sacred-mountain-silent-and-solitary-meditation trip you see advertised in yoga magazines.
Here’s something to keep in mind: Venus and Gemini are meeting up for coffee.
You’ve got a bumpin’ planet squad in your solar fourth house and that means it’s a helluva good time to call up your friends and grill some steaks.
Venus borrowed your boyfriend jeans and plans on hanging around a while.
Sometimes you stay up at night wondering what, exactly, that one guy meant when he said that thing that time.
Keep your water bottle handy, and check now and again to make sure you still have all your teeth.
We gotta talk, Capri-pants. We gotta talk about you letting your hair down.
I bet you had more than one abacus in your past life, Aquarius.
Here’s one thing to consider: everyone has faults, but not everyone gets to tell you what they think yours are.
Try to remember relaxation and boredom are not the same thing. You can cool out, and still be productive.