crappy days...

today....

i got pooped on.

yeah i know. sick. gross.

Chels and I were in line waiting to get on the bus when all the sudden I thought someone threw something at me. Then Chelsea screamed. And I was like "what the heck?" And then I slowly looked down to see a whole lotta bird poo on my shirt. Sick out! A stupid seagull pooped all over my shirt and sweater! Chels is then still freaking out because it got in her hair. So we are frantically trying to find something to wipe it off with and all we had was a piece of paper. But I could not stop laughing because it was just too funny. Like one of those instances where it's funny but not. You know? So anyways that was definitely my "LOW" of the day. Every night at dinner we go around the table and say our "HIGHs and LOWs" of the day. Its always such a task to find something different to say from Chelsea because let's be honest we are with each other literally 24/7. That isn't even an exaggeration. So we always have to get creative when we go after the other one trying to say something remotely different. But you know its all fun. So now I'm rambling but I'm not even done with the poop stories.

....So yesterday it was a beautiful day outside so we decided that we would go to the beach. We wanted to just sit on the beach for an hour or so and read, relax, etc. Well the Hansen's have a dog, Buster (see picture below) or Busta as the Aussies would say because they drop all of their "r"s. He's a spoodle and really cute...most of the time. I really love dogs like so much it's not funny. Buster really likes to go on walks so I thought we could bring him. However, Chelsea was rather hesitant because he can be pretty buckwild sometimes. But he kept looking at me outside the window and so I was weak and gave in and brought him. Well on our walk to the beach Buster stops to do his business. But it is seriously taking forever. Well apparently he is a little constipated because he starts to whimper while trying to go. Sick! So we stand around for like 10 minutes waiting for him to drop the Cosby's off at the pool but nothing is happening. Then we get going again and I look down at Buster's backside and he has just a little bit hanging out....disgusting. SO the trip was not fun but gross and highly educational because I never thought of dogs getting constipated but apparently they do. So yeah I apologize for the vulgarity of my post. That's all for now! adios!