They say karma’s a bitch,
but I can’t stick it to the Universe
so I guess I gotta let this one go.
My minivan got a flat tire
and some asshole tore off
the daddy stickman so now my husband
wants to go to marriage counseling.
I wanted to get frozen margaritas.
My favorite yoga pants ripped
which I didn’t realize until I
happened to look in the mirror
during downward dog.
The smoothie shop was closed for construction.
When I got my pedicure the water
was cold and the massage chair
I made lasagna for dinner
but we were all out of truffle oil,
so I had to use regular old
I was so mad I baked brownies,
but dropped the pan and the hot
gooey chocolate scattered across
It was a terrible, horrible,
no good, very bad day.
My husband says some days are like that.
Even for yuppies.