Sunday, February 21, 2010
Author: Mrsblogalot | | at 4:33 AM |
There are several times of the month for me.
No, not just one, thanks for asking.
'I'm getting my period'
'I have my period'
and the ever popular ....
'I just got over my period'
There was a brief reprieve during pregnancy when all three of the above were replaced with two little words:
Some things are bigger than all of us.
So according to my calculations, there are about three days out of the month that I am not discussing, avoiding sex or blaming things on my period.
Yes, I make for an excellent dinner companion.
It's the natural order of things, as well as a mental and physical bloodbath for all involved.
That's just a bonus.
I'd take out a billboard of apology but being that I only have a few years of bloodbath left in me, what's the point?
Knowing that my time is numbered, I often wonder how I will fill the other twenty-seven days of talk time. What will I talk about?
Who will I blame???
Oh that's right!
I just love having a plan!
How about you? (-: