Public pools have always made me a bit leery. I don’t know if it was my close encounter with a floating turd, or getting stuck underwater with floating puke above me — but one of the two did me in. Sure, I’ll enter a public pool, but only after careful inspection of my surroundings and trying to evaluate if any of “those people” are nearby. You know, the turd droppers…

It is with utter horror that I announce we are officially “those people.”

Bean and my Mama were having a little pool party yesterday afternoon and enjoying some fresh air together. Minutes later I recieved the following…

But hey, sh*t happens.