I mentioned yesterday that I was meeting a couple of fellow bloggers for lunch today and I'm still really looking forward to that. I'm all ready to go, in fact, and it's only 9AM - I'm not meeting them until around 11:30AM... I've got a couple of hours.
Yesterday, I found the school lunch menu in Buddy's backpack and noticed on the back, where they list other activities planned for the month, that on April 3, the teachers and staff would be working at the St. Albans McDonald's to raise money for the school. They did this last year and it was a blast, so I'm looking forward to going again. I told the Evil Twin about it this morning - last year, he was still working his 4 day, 10 hour a day schedule, so having dinner with him was almost always not a possibility. Now, he's home earlier, so we'll all go to McD's together after he gets home! Two meals out in one day! What a jackpot for me (not for my waistline, but for my culinary skillz - at least they get a break).
For the last couple (okay, 5 or so) days, I've been rather "irritable". The Evil Twin has wondered aloud what my problem is. Hmmmm. We've been living together for 16 years. Prior to me, he was in quite a few long term relationships, so he's no stranger to females or their anatomy/biological make-up. Why can't men figure it out? Your wife/girlfriend/friend with benefits is acting crabby. You haven't done anything wrong. What might the problem be?
If you guessed PMS, pat yourself on the back. Accept it and move on. Trust me, when guys get snippy about the 'tude and make hateful comments, us ladies have the "Burning Bed" fantasy.
I know lunch with my girlfriends will help and so will food. Lots of it. This Slim Fast "drink" isn't cutting it.