I woke up this morning with my two beautiful, and healthy, children snuggled with me in my bed.
I could smell the coffee my wonderful, devoted, husband had brewed.
I was swelling with pride, and my heart was bursting with joy and gratitude for this amazing life that I don’t deserve but that I am none-the-less living.
Virtually floating in my morning high of happiness, I went down stairs to greet this day with open arms and heart.
As soon as I stepped into the kitchen… I stepped in a fresh pile of steamy little dog turds, BAREFOOT!
Then I rememeber that PRIDE is one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
And that’s how I know that God has a sense of humor. And karma’s a bitch.
Don’t worry, I’m back to my cynical, sarcastic, self-depricating self now.
The face of guilt! Big Bad Lou!