Disney's Seven Dwarfs in Snow White |
Comforted in the thought that I was one of those fortunate women who experience little (if any) discomfort associated with the hormonal shifts of menopause...BAM! With little advance warning, I was as surprised as the next guy when I suddenly became an itchy, bloated, sweaty, bitchy, forgetful psycho.
The good news: The dwarfs would exit within minutes of their arrival.
The bad news: I was left to sheepishly explain just why the dish towel folded over the oven handle incited WW III at the Spotswood's.
A word of warning: It was not in anyone's best interest to discuss my displeasure of trivial matters during a hormone surge. I'm just saying.
YOU JUST WOULDN'T GET IT!
Sorry for shouting. It wasn't me. It was "Bitchy and Psycho".
So, as 'Mr. Something' scrambled to turn on a fan, provide me with a glass of ice water and a cold pack, I can't help but reflect on his wistful reminisces of what he refers to as, "the good ole days of PMS".
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I'm finally just reading your blog and all l can say is I love you Joan. Thanks for making my day a little brighter. :)
Nancy
Nancy! Thanks for dropping by. I'm glad you like it. Miss you.
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