And then I remember how close the farms are. And then I figure they must be fertilizing. And then I remember high school football games… and that pooey waft the wind would bring across the stands. And then I’m glad I grew up where I did and I’m thankful to be where I am.
But I still breathe through my mouth.
noooo not through the mouth cause then you taste it!
ReplyDeletebut do i ever remember the poo-scented breeze at the football games. :)
ReplyDeleteHmmm....
ReplyDeleteDoesn't pregnancy increase your sense of smell...? Just sayin