Periods are FUN!!!
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:57 amNo, really. They are. But at least I've started now instead of the day before Paul gets back from work. Hopefully this means I should be feeling well enough to go to his high school reunion with him, God willing.
I've been spending more time in the garden. Rogue has a run around in the middle of the day to get the sillies out of her system. I sit in the grass and enjoy the beautiful sunny weather. (It's winter, but we're having a fine spell). Such a beautiful day, actually. The light has a more golden, watery quality to it in the winter. And the sunlight is so warm and lovely, instead of burning and stifling.
I'm going to paste an excerpt of a letter I wrote to my darling man yesterday, because I can't be fucked writing this all out again (LOL):
I had a rather strange weekend because I was all hormonal and feeling rather crappy because of the Tramadol (still am) and had a bout of insecurity about things. A phonecall later and I'm much happier, but I felt incredibly stupid for having such a fit of - whatever you'd call it.
Ahh, the cramps are getting stronger. In a couple of hours I'll be beyond words. *sigh* Isn't it great to be a woman?!
I've been spending more time in the garden. Rogue has a run around in the middle of the day to get the sillies out of her system. I sit in the grass and enjoy the beautiful sunny weather. (It's winter, but we're having a fine spell). Such a beautiful day, actually. The light has a more golden, watery quality to it in the winter. And the sunlight is so warm and lovely, instead of burning and stifling.
I'm going to paste an excerpt of a letter I wrote to my darling man yesterday, because I can't be fucked writing this all out again (LOL):
I was lying in the grass, listening to Rogue run around when I felt a weight on my foot. And I thought, "Is that Rogue?" I sat there lazily for some time, not thinking about anything, not bothering with the weight, until I realised Rogue was at the other end of the garden, not anywhere *near* my foot. Curious, I lifted my head - and a Willie Wagtail had perched on the toe of my ugg boot!!! I sat up in shock and he flew away, then came back and perched on a metal spike near me, having a look at me. It was SO CUTE!! I felt like Snow White or something! *laughs* Then my dickhead cat had to spoil the moment by trying to *catch* the bird. She failed, miserably, and at one point the bird turned around and told her to fuck off in Willie Wagtail-ese. I was quite impressed with the bird's courage.
I had a rather strange weekend because I was all hormonal and feeling rather crappy because of the Tramadol (still am) and had a bout of insecurity about things. A phonecall later and I'm much happier, but I felt incredibly stupid for having such a fit of - whatever you'd call it.
Ahh, the cramps are getting stronger. In a couple of hours I'll be beyond words. *sigh* Isn't it great to be a woman?!
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Date: 2008-06-23 05:15 am (UTC)And Grey Fantails (a close relation) are the same, I swear they're about to land on your nose sometimes.
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