to write anything today.
I'm fat.
I have a zit right on the tip of my nose surrounded by zits on either side. Don't say you can't see anything. Of course, you can! There is a beacon on the end of my nose! Don't patronize me, you can see them.
Ohmahgawd, I'm so fucking hot. Just open the door. I'm sweating.
I'm having that day again so here's a post from a while back.
Sharing the misery of the day with you.
Hope it gets better soon.
Tomorrow is another day Scarlet
And back at ya!
Tomorrow is Friday so you’ve got that going for you. Take a breather and have a glass of wine or two. You’re not fat.
TGIF, I guess.
I have Weight Watchers weigh in tonight, that should be pleasant.
Thanks for trying B!
It is a woman’s prerogative to feel fat and bitchy. I blame estrogen. Now that I am seriously estrogen depleted I can say with authority that menopause is another form of torture. I suffered a hot flash last night while dining with Milton at our favorite watering hole. He asked, “How much longer is this going to last?” I said, “Possibly ten years.” He stopped the barmaid and announced, “We’ll have another round.”
Hey, a few days ago I sent you an email to continue our film discussion. Did you get it? Maybe it swan-dived into your spam folder.
And I think I had 10 years of perimenopause and I’m in year 2 of the real thing. Bastards.
I did get your email and I’m sure my response is in a draft folder somewhere. You;’ll be hearing from me!!!
Cool!
Milton has a friend who told him to tell me to start taking black cohosh. I just started popping it yesterday and I’m still hot flashing, but maybe things will improve soon?
http://www.webmd.com/vitamins-and-supplements/lifestyle-guide-11/supplement-guide-black-cohosh