Dear Jenny Conroy,
Do you remember this blog? I do, it was after one of our epic talks about life and love during what I lovingly refer to as my "dark ages." I just re-read this and it made me cry with laughter, so I thought I'd re-blog it and thank you for being epic.
Love,
Lauren. xoxoxo <3
"I went and bought cat litter because Alex had a stinky litter box.
Wouldn't you know , the SECOND after I change the litter he comes along and takes a MASSIVE of all massive poos.
Why is it that I make something nice and he has to come along and shit on it IMMEDIATELY.
There are too many parallels between my cat taking a dump and my current state of love affairs.
I think Ugh, stinky litter box,stinky life, so I go out of my way to get fresh litter,a fresh life, make it clean, get baking soda...make it perfect,make it smells like roses
Then some ASS has to come and not only shit, but take a HUGE STINKY shit all over my perfect clean thing, my perfect clean life.
And for a second I thought E was the cat in the parallel. You know, always shitting on stuff, but I think that might be giving him too much credit.
He's the shit, or a shit in this case.
A big poo.
Always reoccurring.
In this case he just happens to be the same shit, just a different pile.
Jenny says " Shitting is a natural process, you can't be mad"
So I can't begrudge him for being a shit I suppose, because being a poo, a shit, is all he really knows.
Jenny says "Shit happens, it's just about learning the right time to shit"
However, I figure, when there's a poo, I can and will say "EWW Poopy!" and get the damn scoop out and rid myself of that icky-ness.
Jenny says "just remember that timing is everything when it comes to shit. because there will always be shit. you just gotta learn how to handle it and its timing. In regards to E, leave his litter box alone for a few days. if you cater to him and clean it right now, you're just inviting him to take a big ol' steamy dump right away."
There have never been truer words Jenny. Truer, shittier words. "
:) I still love this metaphor we ran with.
ReplyDeleteThat was a night of epic chats.