Thankful Thursdays

Day 5, no smoking. And I am proud to report that I haven't killed anyone yet. That's one thing I can be both thankful for and proud of. Yesterday was a blogging nightmare. I had a blog that I really enjoyed doing but at the end, I couldn't get it to all tie together. I probably sat in front of my screen for about four hours trying to fix it and just couldn't, so it's now just sitting there, unfinished. Things to be thankful for today...

It's a Pre-Menopausal Tuesday

Okay Gals! You asked for it so here it is. The pre-menopausal blog sharing begins. I finally gave in and read the "Menopause for Dummies" book. And although I found it rather amusing that I even read this book at all, I also found it extremely helpful. It used terms that most anyone can understand and told you everything from symptoms, to what to expect, and things you should be tested for as you start this part of your life.

Fawk You Friday

I am tired. Hell, not even tired, I am exhausted. I am sitting here, trying to force my eyes to stay open and dozing between words (occasionally opening them back up to something like "dja;kf" It's 10:09 am, I should be nice and awake by now, but oh no, my body wants to do what it wants to do. I always get like this, one week every month, where I am just fucking tired, moody, and a total space cadet. Stupid woman issues anyways.

Thankful Thursdays

Humor. My life is full of it. Mr. Husband has lots to say about everything and most of it's funny. Yesterday, I was rudely awakened by choking to death. Seriously, I woke up choking and coughing. That's two days in a row it's happened. And I am not sure why. Anyways, after being woke up like this, I decided to just stay up, my head and chest was hurting, my nose wouldn't stop running, and I just felt like there was no way I was going to go back to sleep anytime soon. I get online for a bit and am still not feeling any better. Mr. Husband is heading to the kitchen to make something to eat and this conversation takes place...

A Nostalgic Wednesday

My baby girl is no longer a baby. And this is hitting me harder than I thought it would. She's now having her own baby, at 18. There are so many things I want to tell her, but haven't been able to because I feel that right now, she just needs me to be her mommy without being being preachy or judging. The little girl who at 9 months, had spinal meningitis and they told me she wouldn't live. If she did live, she would never walk or talk. She has always had an inner strength that I don't even think she realizes she has. And even though she is going to have a rough road ahead of her, I know, without a doubt, that she will come out of it just fine. She always has. I love you Ms. Meghan. 

Tuesday Thoughts

That's right, I now own this book. I found it at a thrift store a few weeks back and figured what the hell, might as well start reading up on it now and then I'll be ahead of the game, right? Mr. Husband just rolled his eyes and smirked at me. (he better be careful, I'm sure I could cite some kind of hormonal imbalance if I were to actually bring harm to him due to menopause, just saying)

Pet Peeve Mondays

I hope you all enjoyed your weekend! Nothing much happened here. No major excitements, accidents, or stories, unless you count me kicking Mr. Husband's ass in a Peggle Nights marathon. That's right, I am that woman who kicks her man's ass in something and then brags about it. I wouldn't of said anything if he hadn't given me the idea to, so it's totally his fault. Just sayin...