And I do mean that literally .. as in singular.. uno.. ONE.. it really doesn't matter if anyone actually reads what I write.. the point IS to write, right? Today was one of them days.. I try and look 1/2 way decent .. you know, brush the hair and the teeth.. dab on a hint of rouge.. etc,.. I wake up to discover that I didn't wash out all the conditioner from my hair... (this space left blank for audible gasps from reader).. It is the shit. I have no time to re-wash my hair.. and NOTHING can be done with it. I actually spent alot of time conditioning it, but it looks like shit... Period.. and all day, I get that weird itchy feeling like I am dirty..
And my poor foot is a little on the hurt side.. I stepped on something and it has thrown my whole body out of whack.. I try and limp and not put pressure on the bad foot, but then I am over using the other leg ...which in turn makes it all weak and sad.. AND then, I had like a headache ALL day.. I am talking ALL day!! And it was one of those headaches that it simply hurts to even breath.... woe is me..
but, alas.. dear reader... as my crazy ass, poofy haired friend (names withheld to protect skeeters reputation) would say, God Is good... Just as my day appears to be pure shit... I hear the pitter patter of crazy dog outside. What is crazy dog you ask?? Sometimes when I keep Pepper.. (my other pooche, my boy.. see photo) in the house.. and he rests too much, he becomes possessed.. Taken over body and spirit by a run away jet engine.. his back feet literally get in front of his front feet and he is just a blur across the walk way.. That makes the entire bad day go away.. Both my dogs are really kewl.. and I love em.. aside from them not coming out of my kootch they are my kids.. !! xo, ciao for now.. My boy is ganging up on my lil girl.. a mothers job is never done!
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