This morning, while in the car on the way to school and listening to the radio:
D: Mom, what's a vertical stick?
Damn that Lady Gaga.
Life can be insanely hard. But it can also be insanely grand. As far as I'm concerned, it all boils down to what kind of day you're having. And, as my amazing mom used to put it, "Some days you're the bug, some days you're the windshield". Simple, right? So...bugs or windshields?