when it rains...

...it pours

on my way home from work i was enjoying the beauty of the 56+ degree day (sunroof open) when i saw a flock of birds flying in an ever-changing pattern, so majestic as if each formation was intricately planned in advance. i watched in awe as the flock moved gracefully above until i heard a distinct pat-pat-pat. a small noise that brought forth great anxiety...where did the droppings fall? thankfully, not inside the car as i feared.

3 separate birds s--- on my newly cleaned car (did i mention that i stopped at the car wash directly after work?)

apparently women aren't the only ones who go to the bathroom in groups :)