I woke up on my third day of that special part of being a woman that my mother called Aunt Flo. This is the worst day for me as it seems like I woke up to being an anaemic. I go through dizzy spells and my mind goes into a ‘doy doy dum’ sort of flake-out every hour or so.
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Alright. Now that the men are gone. (Hold on, we’ve got a hanger-on.)
And when I gave birth to my second child, they cut me from backbone to vag.
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There. That did it. He sure could run, couldn’t he?
I didn’t have anything in particular to talk about today. I just like to see the men scatter from time-to-time. You know we could rule the world girls? All we have to talk about is periods and we’d have all the privacy we needed to plot it out.
True, I am partial to commas and ellipses more than periods, but…well, when you need a period, you need a period! Aha! Exclamation points rule too!!!!!!!
I know what you mean. Ellipses make me go all starry.
“…plot it out” or blot it out? (The ‘ruling’ part, that is.)
(Ok, I didn’t leave. So, sue me!)
Ahahaa! I think it’s funny that my first two commenters are men.
They stuck around to show you how manly they were. I’d love to see a man endure cramps let alone childbirth. They whine and cry when they have a cold. And they call us the “weaker” sex.
Mmhmm! I accidentally punched my hubby three times while giving birth to the first. Hey, I felt better and as a bonus, he’s never called me the weaker sex since.
I feel sorry for the women who don’t “accidently” punch their husbands during childbirth. It’s one of the few times you can totally get away with it!!
Ahahahaa! I love the way you think.
Haha, excellent. I also find that talking about wardrobe combinations for the heroine in my favourite chick-drama on tv also works a treat.
Duly noted and coming to my house soon.
Of course we could rule the world. All we have to do is get all rigged up in some impermeable, Kevlar, space-age-material-made chastity belts.
Oh, and be careful with the birthing comments. You almost drove me away and all. The concept strikes a primal fear in me and makes me want to run screaming. Thankfully, all you strong women outnumber me so hopefully I’m not bringing down the average or anything.
Ahahaaa! It made me cringe too Marie.
God I love you honey. I do!
Nice to know they’re good for something! I’m 53 & every time I think I’m going to stop, along comes another one. Enough, already!!
Oh man! It seems I’m taking the same route you are. When do we get to get off this particular highway, eh? To think I couldn’t wait to have mine when I was young. (Head-desk)
I’m on the installment program to a complete hysterectomy. I recommend it to ALL my friends!
It’s the best thing you could ever do! **Sing it with me….”Freedom”**
Lol! Lucky!