ALBAQUERQUE

Yeah, it's a "Weird Al" kind a day. Sitting here listening to "Albaquerque" and having menstrual cramps from HELL is an experience few can say they have had.
AHHHH, "TOM" is here and giving me friggin' fits. ACK! I wish the jerk would leave and stay gone for good. BUT then his grandma would come and set up household and turn my body into The Nursing Home of Horrors, where mood swings abound, facial hair springs forth eternal and the night sweats are free. GIVE ME THE HORMONE PATCH AND NO ONE GETS HURT!

Motrin is my best friend right now but I need to start taking water pills. I feel like that scene from "The Santa Clause" with Tim Allen, where he is complaining to his doc about the weight he has gained. "Well, it could be hormones." the doc says casually and Tim Allen replies, "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A LITTLE WATER WEIGHT TO YOU?!" I can hear my body making sloshing sounds when I walk across the floor. It's horrible, I look and feel like a water balloon. Don't say I don't either, even my husband can tell.

What really bites, is that our Anniversary is Saturday; tomorrow hubby is taking 1/2 a day off from work to come home early and take me out...movie, dinner, shopping. Usually, we come home and well....have some "quality time"., BUT KANK THAT! Well, he might get a little something out of the deal but not me, I will have to pout and ride out "TOM". It so rots! It is so not fair. WHYYYYYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEE????
- ok tirade is over- You may move freely around the cabin and thank you for flying with Overeactive Hormone Airlines.

*sigh* I think the Motrin has worn off so I need to take another hit and maybe a nap. Hard to sleep to "Weird AL" singing "Yoda" to the tune of "Lola". The kids can't figure out why I have a hard time with that one; of course they don't listen to secular music and I grew up listening to the stuff. I'll catch up with everyone later. Bye for now.
katcha