Books and birds.

I had to run to the library to do some research on Augustus.  Anyway, the library quite a distance from where I have to park and it's all uphill, which this entire town is up and down.  So, I'm carrying my bag with a huge book inside and I get to the library, redfaced but not short of breath.  I didn't have to sit down on one single bench along the way, not one.  So, I go up and down and back up and around stacks and picked out fifty books, heavy books and I go to check them out and I'm thinking, "**** I'll die carrying these books to my car."  And I tell the guy to double bag them.  Anyway, I'm walking along the way and thinking how heavy the bags are but how so not a problem and how I'm breathing so good and how I feel so good and how my pants are falling off my hips, and I hitch them up and keep right on walking and all is good and I make it to my car, redfaced and hot but breathing fine and I'm thinking that I'm too cool for my shirt and a damn bird flies over.  Yep! 

as the old saying goes................   "sh*t happens!!!" take care tammy

Somedays you're the pigeon, somedays you're the poop! Good news that YOU weren't pooped though! I was certain you were going to say you dropped your pants in the parking lot. don't know which one was worse though. Does this mean you've started back to school??? Without a sweet tater??? Thought about you twice last weekend, once each way going through Russellville. Gotta get together soon!

Hey, even that bird knew you are too cool for that crappy shirt! I loved you little story.It was funny and full of positive aspects of your new life.