I am also having PMS. Ron finds it hysterical because normally I detest chicken, I just wasn't served appetizing chicken growing up unless we went to KFC (very seldom). I was and am an Extra Crispy girl. Then I cooked hundreds of chicken leg quarters for months when we had the deli... I got so sick of seasoning chicken.
So I don't want to eat chicken, EVER, unless I am having PMS. It has become a joke with us. I am fine with this. I hope I can laugh at myself. A couple of days ago I got some fried chicken and Ron was laughing so hard he almost fell out of his wheelchair.
I can generally always tell when my cycle is coming, it should be fun as I skipped last month. But things are wrapping up, I hope. So I have PMS mood, bloating, and headaches in addition to my regular illness. Ick.
My big red pot is late. :( That is a bummer but it happens. I guess I have been lucky everything has been coming that I ordered until this.
Ron has been sleeping all day he was quiet last night, but woke up a couple of times to ask me to make it warmer (thermostat). I made our trips for tomorrow we need to run an errand. I have been feeling lazy and unmotivated. He is taking the multivitamin every day.
I haven't figured out dinner yet I may get something delivered (I have a little in my account). I don't think I need to do laundry and I already took my shower. The litter boxes can wait.
Just for fun I downloaded some pictures to my hard drive:
That is very old about 22 years or so.
Biscuit with a tongue blep
Ron and Baby Girl, shortly after he found her.
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