To say that April was one of the worst months of my life might just be a bit of an overstatement considering that I’ve had some real doosies in my day. But I want to give it its due because it really was kind of crappy. Especially the last 7 days or so. I mean, there’s the whole price of gas thing, and the shitty economy thing which then leads to the whole downfall of the wedding industry thing, which in turn affects my life in much more direct way than I ever thought it would. Aside from all of that, I’ve been hormonal and cramping for 5 straight weeks, got a horrible Brazilian bikini wax which simultaneously burned and stuck my cheeks together with extraneous wax that this woman-who-is-not-my-regular-esthetician missed (I will NEVER cheat on you again Shannon. I have learned a very painful lesson), I have a rash that makes leprosy look good in comparison, Hooper chewed up two dog beds and a t-shirt in day care, a horse kicked me and then bit me both in the same day, and now I have my period accompanied by some of the most excruciating blinding pain I’ve ever had in my life.
But, at the very least, I made it to Jersey and back without having one single emotional breakdown. That’s gotta be something, right?
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I hope the rash and the wax aren’t related.
My thoughts are with you, and your cheeks.
And now I am tempted to link you to various sites espousing the joys of hirsute living…
Lordy, I’m a thoughtful dame.
@ M&Co, I’m not really sure you want the answer to that…
@Menchuvian Candidate, LOL, oh no… please don’t. You are terribly thoughtful though. >;)
WOW! You have endured much for one month. May has to get better, right?
Oy! Well, there’s always May!
@BOSSY & Vanessa, One can only hope. That is unless all this physical pain has managed to kill Hope in which case I am doomed.