Today was not like any other day, I pedaled my bike today, I walked today, I smelled beautiful flowers today, I ate Del Taco today, I cooked banana bread today, I got out of the house today. Today was not a BS day, those are the days you wish you could delete, the days you really need a backspace key -- I don't know how MAC users can live without a backspace key. I love my Backspace key, it takes care of all my oopss, my oh shupks, my deer guds, my darnes, my whoa I must be drunkes! Yes, BS is a valuable key in life. I suggest having your own BS key made, wear it every day and when you have a moment you would like to erase just whip out that BS key and take that step backwards and then get right on moving forward again. Too many times we get caught up in the BS, lugging it around with us, ruminating over it and flogging ourselves for creating it. Free yourself from your own personal BS, don't be shy, call it when you see it and then delete it! BTW I have no idea what this picture is, my son shot this at the San Diego Botanic Gardens so I know it is probably someone's plant project, but looks really gross to me and reminds me of BS. Eeeeuwsss.

I have figured it out. Except, I forgot it. Honestly, I did know it because I poured it, then I drank it and I even washed it when it came back up and over everything. I think, or is it thunk. Maybe it was a flashback to 1985, or maybe it is the serial electrical pop-storm of dementia burning its way down the lit fuse to ingnite the dynamite of all female storms....FORCE FIVE HORMONAL STORM...EVACUATE, small children hide, husbands stay in the bathroom, and everyone will be