This morning was so hard waking up without Crow the Warrior King crowing his rooster crow. I was sad & had tears, which pissed me off, so I started cursing, then I had more tears, and then more curse words, and then I ran back upstairs because I forgot my shit and the dogs ran with me, and I wasnt in the mood and I yelled at them and then poor Mr. Barkley Bear, probably 1/2 needing to poop and 1/2 being scared to death because I was an emotional hot mess, comes running down the stairs, pooping... all... the... way... down. It was soft & sticky mushy, which is bad enough, but a paw went into some and smeared it deep into the carpet, not to mention every place the paw(s) went before I could get them outside... Welcome to my eColi-infested house. Sooooo, then I was crying more, cursing even more, and covered in poop and did I say scrubbing poop makes me want to puke. Yup, it was a pleasant morning. On goes the day, cold, windy, raining, lots more pleasant. We know how much I love cold weather. At least my umbrella didnt self-implode today. That was a blessing. And so on the way home, Im thirsty but I dont want to get out in the cold and the closest place on the way is McDs so drive-thru I decided to go through. My plan was a drink and cookies. But then I decided I felt bad for the dogs and Im too exhausted today to make them a real treat so the 2 cheeseburger meal it is. I hate that I chose that. I KNOW!!! But some days, its shit food or nothing. Ugh. I really try not to eat french fries except for at work lunch but they came with the meal. Shit happens. Ha. So in the drive-thru, they only have 2 chocolate chip cookies left. The gal was the sweetest thing ever. She says is oatmeal raisin OK? I said Im sorry, no its not. My friend, it IS a chocolate chip cookie kind of day. No substitutions. Ill wait the 5 minutes. She called me Sweetie and told me how sweet I was. It was surreal. I felt like Granny Old Maid, Im pretty sure she was like 12. So anyways, I get my shit, Im driving home. Still feeling bad about eating french fries & tarter sauce junk food and feeding my dogs gross meat product fake burgers. But it passes, and I grab a french fry. The damn thing flies in my eye and the most toxic salt ever goes into my eyeball burning to high hell, waters like the Nile.... hello, Sign from God! Im pretty sure Ill never eat french fries again. What the hell is that salt made of??!! Ha. Which is OK because isnt the government going to ban Trans Fat anyways?! Perfect. And so now Im looking at my chocolate chip cookies... also full of trans fats Im sure, but you know what... some days... you just have to be your own superhero, and if it involves trans fats cookies, well it just does. :)
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 02:42:54 +0000
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