Day 257 was one of those crappy days where nothing seems to go right.

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I won't bore you with the sordid details, because it's over, and I want to focus on the positive.  Let's just say that this day equaled one of your crappiest days in recent memory.

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I actually "lived" another blog "activity" that day which turned out to be crummy, too.  I was going to have to channel my inner comedienne in order to turn that lemon into lemonade so that it would be a halfway readable post.

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And then...

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I was standing outside with Bella for her before bedtime tinkles and...

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A shooting star.

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I audibly gasped.  I am not sure I have ever truly witnessed a shooting star.  It seems as though as soon as someone points it out to me, by the time I look in the proper direction, it's gone.

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It was so bright, that my first thought was that it was a crashing plane on fire.  Dad explained the next day that my shooting star was probably a meteorite then.

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Whatever it was, I made a wish for no more crappy days.  Or, since that's not entirely possible, to remember that if I keep my eyes peeled, I might discover the glimmer of hope within the crappy day.

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And just when I was feeling all warm and fuzzy and philosophical, THE BIGGEST SCORPION IN ARIZONA scurried across my patio to terrorize me and my little dog, too.

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By some MIRACLE -- and a shriek that should have caused my neighbors to call 911 but scarily, no one did -- Bella stopped chasing THE BIGGEST SCORPION IN ARIZONA, looked at me, and then responded to a post-shriek and hoarse, "BELLA, COME!!!!"

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THE BIGGEST SCORPION IN ARIZONA then crawled into the darkness.

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Now...Scorpions a quarter of the size of this one have sent my neighbor, Kim C. aka Garage Kim, to drinking.  I'll let her recount her tale in the comments

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