My husband loves the phrase, "some days you're the fly and some days you're the windshield". Well, today I was the fly. I said that I would be honest and share the failings here, as well. So here I am. No big story -- just one of those days when every hole is round for your box of square pegs.
No song lyrics, no witticisms, no jaunty repartee. Is that the proper use of jaunty? I should look it up. Maybe another day. A windshield day.