Early this morning before school, I made the trip to the recycling center. I love to smash the bottles in the bin. It's a great stress buster. I have alot of stress and lots of empty wine bottles at the end of the month too.
Kramer, my 14 pound terrier is riding shotgun. He jumps out of the car and visits his junkyard dog girlfriend while I do my thing.
Afterwards on the way to school, I start to worry about my brain tumor again. The overwhelming scent of poo, I think, is coming from the earth as it thaws in the morning Spring sun.
"Hey Kramer, did you roll in something stinky again?"
"No Momma, he said, this time it was you"
Agghhh!!!!! poo all over my shoes And my new pants!