Let’s be honest, 2017 has been truly, truly bizarre so far. We had the political upset sworn into office. There were attacks on the media. Russia became the Queen Bee. Adele won over Beyoncé at the Grammys. "Moonlight" won over "La La Land" at the Oscars. The Patriots forced the Super Bowl into its first ever overtime and then won. Everything has been literally so bizarre that the entertainment gods have delivered us March—usually the worst of all months—packed with brilliance and amazingness.

In music, Lorde released the first single off her sophomore album, "Melodrama," on March 2. It’s called “Green Light” and it’s shocking and dance-y and very layered. Amaze. Ed Sheeran released his third album ÷ ("Divide") on March 3. Betty Who will release her second studio album, "The Valley," on March 24. So you have some good music to listen to.

But serendipitously, beautifully and mercifully, we are blessed with three amazing shows in the month of March.

First is the season thirteen premiere of "Keeping Up With the Kardashians," where we will get the first-hand take of KIM’S PARIS ROBBERY. After her robbery, Kim disappeared from social media for months. Only in the tender beginnings of January did she tentatively begin to return. There was a time when we didn’t even know if filming would ever resume. But OMG thank god it did and now we’ll all know the drama.

Second is the season three premiere of Netflix’s "Grace and Frankie" on March 24. If you’re not watching this show—what are you doing? Lily Tomlin, Jane Fonda—back together again. They’re in their seventies, living in a beachside cottage, wearing flowing cardigans. It is literally my dream. In season three, Grace and Frankie take their sex toy business—geared towards the elderly—to the next level. Yes. Yes. Here for this. Yes.

And finally, on the SAME DAY as the "Grace & Frankie" premiere is is the season nine premiere of "RuPaul’s Drag Race." In these politically fraught times, we need drag queen entertainment now more than ever. America’s funniest, sharpest, meanest, draggiest television show will be returning on VH1—a real network, hunnies! So excited.

January and February were, like, very dark, you guys. So I’m glad that we’re being rewarded with March—which is usually the Jan Brady but has blossomed into a Marcia—OMG March-ia. And even in spite of the garbage holiday that St. Patrick’s Day turns into, nothing can bring us down.

Happy Marchia! We deserve this.