Here's the thing....
A few days ago while walking down the street I slipped on dog poo. Sounds gross, right? It was. Even more gross was the fact that it wasn't just a slip but a full out fall in the disgusting mound of mutilated kibbles and bits and left over dog chow. To my surprise I didn't scream or swear or throw my tambourine in the air, I laughed. I must have looked like a slap happy silly kid. What else could I have done. There I laid in a trench coat, a new Prada knock off boot and my new pleather lane bryant slacks covered in number 2. All I could think was....shit happens!
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