There’s a chance my EQ is lower than a farm animal’s.
“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.” -Anaïs Nin
1. Stupid Hormones Always Get Me Riled Up. The good news is that it was just PMS. Friday night’s text conversation turned into Saturday’s menstruation, but that didn’t stop me from being completely insane in the interim. I need to make some new rules for myself.
This is an actual text message conversation with my boyfriend.
2. The New Rule… is that I shut my phone off completely for 48 hours leading up to my anticipated date of menstruation. Clearly I’m not responsible enough to pre-bleed and text simultaneously. In the event that my period is late (like this time around, from the stress of the Steelers loss, presumably) I will have to keep my phone off until I either bleed or give birth.
3. My Kid Likes Truffle$. We went to a birthday party for a four year old little girl today that was mostly adults and about 7 or 8 small children. The party was held at a somewhat trendy Italian restaurant in the Village here in NYC. Obviously several thin crust pizzas were ordered and one was covered in lots of black truffles and oil. My 2 year old demanded a slice of that pizza (even though it was stinky enough to drive all the other kids away). What I realized is this: I either need to start introducing my kid to the joys of cheap foods like Easy Mac and canned beans, or I need to encourage him to seek illegal child employment to support his truffle habit.