But I do feel good. Mentally and physically. I think the closer I get to menopause, the worse the PMS is getting. Really drags me down into the pit of despair and then *poof!* it's gone and i'm fine.
Welcome to my roller coaster! Poor dh. And son. And dog.Speaking of them, we had such a great day yesterday! We loaded the dog into the car and hit the beach, again. The weather was perfect. Not too cold, no wind, sunny as can be. We walked and walked and walked and talked and skipped rocks and picked up seashells and sat and just watched the little sandpipers scurry across the sand.
I should mention that my son and my husband had had a HUGE blow out on Thursday, so things had been very tense around here for a few days. Of course I'm stuck in between the rock I'm married to, and the hard place that I gave birth to. Two stubborn souls right there. Sunday morning I decided that enough is enough, we're dealing with this now and moving forward. And so we did. And went on to have a perfectly wonderful day together. It was so good to see the two of them laughing and playing together. Afterwards we went to a Stewart's Root Beer Drive In for a burger. No car hops yet, still too cold, but it was good anyway. I had a burger, a few fries and of course a diet root beer!
Today, my food has been great and I feel like I am back on track! Thanks to all for encouraging and supporting me when I felt so gloomy.
Okay, I REALLY have to get into bed now. 10:30's gonna be here before I know it!
Have a great night, all!


Happy dance for me. Getting dressed this morning and was feeling particularly thin, so decided to try on a pair of my thin jeans. The last time i tried to wear these jeans, i had a choice of zipping them up and not breathing, and turning a nice shade of blue, or finding something else to wear. So i am trying on these jeans and i get them up over my butt and YES, zipped! Still a little tight, but its a start.

La,la,la.....la,la. How do you like my singing? Now i know what you are thinking, "You should be a professional singer! That is the very words i keep telling hubby. I just cant understand why he always looks like he's in pain when i sing.