Is this the pumpkin lobby rearing its ugly head to take over fall with hidden messages about getting the flu shot? Screw you, pumpkin latté! No flu shots! I'm not falling for that.
I'm in a much better mood today. Most of my "condition" has passed for the month. I refuse to call it crazy, because I think that's unfair. It's not that women are crazy once a month, or that nothing they say or do can be taken seriously because their perspective is tainted by hormones. Rather, I think that this sensitive time simply makes women less tolerant of the stupid shit everyone does.
My husband's parents are on vacation and a famous writer is a part of their cruise tour group. They've been sending me messages about her with pictures taken from the other side of a dining room of half her face poking between the heads of other strangers. Finally, my mother-in-law approached her and asked Mary Higgins-Clark for advice on my behalf. Since it wasn't "have a baby" or "get a better job," my MIL probably didn't screw with the messaging. She said self-publish. I guess blogging doesn't count, even if I include copious amounts of pictures of my dog and cat horde.
I've been thinking about the Paleo craze of late because a few friends and family members have been on it with great success in terms of good health, weight loss and increased energy. I've tried a few recipes with success myself - mostly baked goods because that is where my interest lies in any new eating regime, what are the desserts like? However, isn't our ability to eat rice and ice cream what helped us evolve out of cave people? What if the next diet craze goes even further back to ancestors pre-dating cave people and we all have to eat buckets of chum to keep up with the latest diet fad?
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