Into the Valley ...
... of the hormonally challenged.
I have already dissolved into tears once today, over the morning news ... wrote an ill-advised blogpost about the Jets-and-Sharkery of perfume review (don't ask) (things that seem funny after two muscle relaxants do not seem all that funny when they wear off) ...
After diligently eating vegetables and lean protein, and being a solid two-week member of my dog Bucky's Walk It Off Plan, I now want to sit in my sweats -- for days, if possible -- eating Cadbury fruit and nut chocolate bars (the big ones, please. thank you) and watching Lifetime television. In the dark.
*snarl* *PLEASE GIVE ME THE REMOTE* *curls back up in fetal position*
Today's fragrance: Against all odds, Cabaret by Gres. I am not my customary one-woman party, however.
posted by mireille at 11:44 AM
18 Comments:
Lifetime, sweats and Cadbury!? Get Bucky up there on the bed with you and pretend it's me, I'll pass you tissues when you need them friend.
12:55 PM
thank you. You'd be good company. xoxo
12:57 PM
you curl up in a fetal position and eat chocolate, honey
me, i'm a little squiffy after the most pathetic quantity of white burgundy and i've now demolished every last chunk of cheese in the fridge in a bid to relive my french holiday (only 48 weeks 'til the next one...)
((hugs))
UC x
scnopyba - sounds kinda eastern european - maybe it's hungarian for snoopy or sth...
1:09 PM
to You, UC! have some burgundy for me ...
qzevlk - animal native to Iceland
1:18 PM
Chocolate quick! You'll be better soon. Just eat lots of chocolate. (((Mireille)))
2:03 PM
got it here, right in hand, TLP. thank you. xoxo
2:32 PM
If I had a million dollars, I would fed ex you some of my Fauchon chocolate bars, which I hoard for emergencies. There is one with candied orange peel that is out of this world. It is only like $6 at Neiman Marcus. Yes, it is true, I cannot afford to buy clothing or shoes or jewelry, or anything else, at Neiman Marcus, but that is where I buy my emergency chocolate bars.
And I thought that Jets & Sharks post was funny! I am puzzled (as usual) about its disappearance. Do I miss everything, or just some things?
5:11 PM
I like the Jets & Sharks post too! But I understand.
Yeah, I can relate. I hope you're feeling more chipper soon.
I had part of a Symphony bar myself!
5:27 PM
NST: naw, you didn't miss anything except my oversensitivity. One of those posts that didn't seem funny in the morning. And WOW on the Fauchon. Another thing to eat before I die.
ap3: thanks for the positive vote for my sense of humor ... and Symphony: mmmmmmmmmm. The kind with toffee in it? *eyes shift toward carkeys and potential trip to 7-11*
rxygxkue: transylvanian mucilage
5:36 PM
I totally feel you! I've been SO sensitive the past few days, and there have been a number of things that normally I'd brush off, but instead they made me curl up and bawl. Sometimes being a girl just stinks :~(
((( M )))
9:21 PM
I wish I could slay the hormone dragons for you M.
Since I can't, I'll just reach my virtual arm down to Seattle and push a lovely box of Purdy's into your cocoon.
The Bavarian Mint melties are the best!
xoxo
8:30 AM
Actonbell, doesn't it depend on who is being complimented?
8:33 AM
Actonbell, thank you. Please pass that bottle as I unwrap the chocolate. xoxo
K-girl: bavarian mint melties ... yummmmmmmm
Bela, Bela, Bela.
hcutzze: haircut that is a snore
8:51 AM
I'm with you on all counts. I'm not so sad, but terminally depressed, the same "cure" works for me too.
9:08 AM
Oh, I feel some kind of admonition there... LOL!
10:09 AM
moi? mwah! xoxo
10:54 AM
Me too, me too right now with the PMT. Today at the supermarket there was a pigeon doing that infuriating thing of running along in front of me looking panicky because I was 'following it', and I wanted to prove it right to be scared so I stamped at it. Stupid peabrained rat with wings. (It's OK, pigeon-lovers, it only flew five feet away and as far as I know is still there eating stale croissant and telling its friends about how mean I was.)
But it's not the pigeon's fault, except in that it never learned indexing and so cannot replace the colleague who is going on holiday next week, thus giving me an emergency early deadline that means I have to work all weekend. That and PMT just don't go together.
But chocolate doesn't work for me. Need a huge bowl of pasta with a creamy sauce and lots of cheese on top, until I can't move off the sofa because weighed down by stomach full of carbs, and then to sleep for 10 hours.
4:42 AM
pasta and stamping at pigeons ... yes, I recognize that. xoxo
9:02 AM
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