Best thing that happened to me today:

Miracles happen! After two days of headaches upon realizing that Century school screwed up and didn't attach my cover letter to our Pie Bonus Days Market Day fundraiser form.....after feeling guilty that I didn't have the time or ambition to babysit them on this simplest of tasks...that I didn't make the instructions more remedial.......I found out that our sales numbers are in line with the other schools. Truly a miracle!!

Worst thing that happened to me today:

I witnessed a bird death. We had a fall arrival of literally hundreds and hundreds of starlings, the grass was thick with them, the sky was thick with them. Our little Mango got to see them and was fascinated. I leashed up the dogs, purloined my husband's gloves (next time I'll make sure to get a matching pair or at least a right and a left, not two rights)....remembered the poop bags, and headed out. We turned into the cul-de-sac just a house away, and I heard a loud "smack!" like a cymbal. I saw the huge flock fly over the roofs and saw the poor bird fall. It must've hit the metal stove-pipe like chimney and landed on a steep pitched roof. I wondered what I would do. I don't know the homeowner. There were no windows near the poor creature. I stood stock still. No motion was detected. I reluctantly resumed our walk. Upon our return, about 20 min. later, I still saw no movement. A few hours later I had to go out....to pick up Market Day forms from the schools, what else? I drove by the house. No sign of the bird. It had been raining, but not horribly hard. Should I leave a note informing the homeowner that there may very well be a dead bird in their gutter, thus explaining a strange problem, should it arise?

Why am I so nuts about animals? Today there was an ad on tv featuring a paralyzed veteran. I fast forwarded through that to get to the next commercial to show my kids....a football player encouraging us to join the ASPCA. With his gorgeous, but maybe funny looking dog sharing touching moments, he was the anti-Michael Vick. Don't get me started on the gorgeous, healthy plant that I rescued from someone's trash a few months ago..spotted while walking the dogs btw. What kind of a person throws out a healthy, living plant? Even my mother-in-law, who isn't into plants because of the dirt, would at least give it away to someone else. I've seen this lady. She talks on her cell and makes no eye contact when I walk by. She has little kids. I think the plant was a baby gift because the pot is wrapped in pink foil and it was a pink heart on a stick stuck in the soil. UGGGHHH!