Have Lunch with Mrs. Wigglebottom

Go grab your lunch, come back to the computer, and press play on this little gem below. I don’t know what I’m doing, obviously, but it still cracks me up.

Note that I even put her in a jaunty purple collar for her video debut.

Also, though this should go without saying, I would not recommend that any of the rest of you poke a pit bull in the butt while she’s trying to eat.

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The Park Cures Everything!

Y’all, I will admit that I went to the park purely because I’ve been in such a pissy mood and so unable to get my head out of my own ass that I had to do something last ditch to change my attitude.

And I will also admit that I did start to cry when I realized that I could not get up the hill because my fucking ankle just wouldn’t bend and it hurt so much to step on it that I just wanted to lay in the road and feel bad for myself.

But, you know, Mrs. Wigglebottom was just fine with hanging out by the side of the road until I got over myself.  And finally, I realized, no one gives a shit how long it takes me to get around the park.  So, I slowly limped up over the hill and the breeze was cool and the trees tall and leafy green.  And there were wildflowers–some kind of coneflower, some kind of dayflower, some skull cap, and some vibrant violet flower that’s not in my wildflower book, at least that I can find.

And eventually, the ankle unseized up, and there was a deer right by the side of the road.

And I think, maybe, there will be something very exciting here this afternoon.  If so, well, you’ll see.  If not, you won’t.