Oh, dear. My Mars came out in spades today. My daughter and I went to the first birthday party of this sweet little Aries red-headed baby girl. This couple brought their fierce chihuahua. I’m sorry to any chihuahua owners out there, but this one was pissing on our chairs, marking his territory, just being a general nuisance, and this couple were just doting on him. Well, I committed the unthinkable error of simply rising from my chair to get more tea, and he ran up and barked and barked at me. I puffed myself up and shouted, “Do not pull that shit with me! I am bigger than you and I will punt you over the fence to kingdom come!” And I didn’t stop there. I followed and stalked that dog across the yard to make my point. The owner couple were horrified and didn’t speak to me for the rest of the party. Fuck them. That dog had been harassing my kid and me and depositing his feces hither and yon and stinking up the joint for the duration, and I had simply had enough.

So yeah, Mars.

Woooooooooo!

Spent the weekend with my SO without the kids around. I have whisker burn all over my damn body!