WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE IN THIS POST! I am this close… I give you fair warning – as I’m typing this I am stoned out of my gourd on extra-strength Tylenol. I took three. This may devolve into a rant. I am loopy beyond belief and STILL in pain. Shouldn’t a drug that advertises it ‘relieves…
Okay, seriously. Acne? I am 44 frickin’ years of age! I shouldn’t be getting any. Peri-Menopause is wreaking havoc with my skin!! I mean, COME ON!!! I know my period’s coming, but I don’t need any extra facial detailing at present. It’s right beside my mouth – the size of… of… I want to say…
While reading Wired this morning at breakfast, there was a photo for Marriott (EXPERIENCE the world of MARRIOTT!) with 40-somethings laughing and using an IPad to show how hip and ‘Now’ they are while enjoying glasses of red wine. Two gentlemen – one with a greying, well-groomed beard and another with trendy glasses + a…
Previous post from Wednesday, July 18, 2012 Praise be to every deity in the universe!!! After a week of insomnia – I slept through the night!! Halle-freakin-lulljah!! (insert angels’ chorus here) There’s been a heat/humidity wave in Southern Ontario. A direct result of this is my morphing into the biggest belligerent bitchy bitch in several…
I love SO many things about the autumn. It’s cooler. It’s crisper. Leaves change colour. My ass doesn’t get heat rash. I get to wear my stripey Victoria Secret Long Jane PJs with warm socks! I want these pjs in EVERY colour! We light fires in the family room – in the fireplace – we’re…
25 days of the month I succeed in eating a healthful diet. I snack like a good girl. I eat almonds, drink soy milk, avoid gluten and sugary treats. My blood sugar is stable – I’m not quite as crazy. Those other 5 or 6 days in the month? The ones leading up to my…
Okay… So neck hair… What the pooh? First off, why do women even GET neck hair? Does HRT get rid of neck hair? If it does, damn the health consequences – I’m in! Yes, I’m that vain. You get more vain the wrinklier and hairier you get. Secondly, half the time you can’t SEE the…
So as I’m up to my armpits in rock opera, I don’t have a lot of spare time, so I thought I’d post this from June: Eggshells Under Their Feet Yesterday morning I awoke in the midst of another horrific hot flash. Stumbling and growling all the way down the stairs – David and Rissa’s…
Praise be to every deity in the universe!!! After a week of insomnia – I slept through the night!! Halle-freakin-lulljah!! (insert angels’ chorus here) There’s been a heat/humidity wave in Southern Ontario. A direct result of this is my morphing into the biggest belligerent bitchy bitch in several galaxies. (I think there’s a multi-breasted female…
So yesterday evening when we went into the basement and gave Rissa the task of going through her cubbies of long-forgotten toys, she discovered this in her dress up box… The pic really doesn’t do it justice. It’s way more fuschia-y in real life. The sentiment upon the chest of an adult would be enough…