Observation #235 --Update.

My new shoes smell like puppy. This doesn't bother me one bit.

**Update**

Okay, it's kind of bothering me. It was really neat when all day yesterday I kept smelling puppy, which is a luxurious smell but didn't know why. It was an epiphany when I realized it was my new shoes that smelled like puppy and not some weird ass brain tumor or that my husband was somehow hiding a puppy in our house. A few hours after this confirmed observation it is getting on my nerves. I know it's not a puppy, it's my shoes. What kind of noxious off-gassing am I inhaling--strike that--are WE inhaling? --Yeah, I'm a We right now--Weird-- New shoe, new puppy smell is bothering me.

Also, I think I'm waaaaay off on the observation number...it's got to be over a million...a lifetime of observations only equals to a few hundred? I think not.

tie the yellow twiggy around the old oak tree

So I had this dream a bit ago...totally random: it was brought to my attention that the real reason Britain and Iran were at war was because an Iranian shot and killed Twiggy's boyfriend.

I swear I haven't thought about Twiggy in a while, nor Britain and Iran in any kind of combat. No clue why that flew on through, but then today I see this Headline:

Why Is Britain Ramping Up Sanctions Against Iran?

The answer?

TWIGGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!