For those of you who follow me on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/darnlucky), you know that I had kind of a rough day today. The batteries on the dog's collars were obviously dead, and they both left for a little adventure. Beckett and I circled the neighborhood, and finally found them across the railroad tracks on a dead end road, lying in the middle of the street sunning themselves.
Meanwhile, my crack addicted brother stole a gun, traded it for drugs, then broke his leg and wound up in my backyard looking for a place to squat for the night. He's in my camper out back. I didn't have the chutzpah to argue with him, or deal with his addiction today. I'll have to kick his baby bird ass out of the nest in the morning.
I was sitting on the couch feeling sorry for myself, and an image of this mother that I saw earlier this year on Dr. Phil popped into my head. What the hell am I complaining about?
I've got raw chocolate cookies in the dehydrator, and had a lovely salad for lunch. Some days are better than others. But they're all pretty good days, aren't they?
HOW IS YOUR DAY 51 GOING?
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Posted by Bunny Berry at 7:05 PM