I’m craunchy today. I’ve had one of those days where nothing seems to go right… my work computer hates me… my hormones hate me… my lungs hate me… my brain hates me… and my uterus wants me to give it permission to join the nunnery. I had one of those over-reaction PMS crying jags in the corner earlier, which just made me want to punch something, eat a pound of crap, and then take a nap. I skipped the nap, the pound of crap, and the punching (back off, officer), and instead went to monthly GNO (girls night out) with a few of my pals.
This picture isn’t from tonight, but a previous GNO a couple of months ago. Thanks, Tia, Karrie, and Rachel for whapping me upside my craunchy head! Bottling up my craunch sauce and selling it to the Negative Norton’s of the world sounds like a swell idea. If anyone is interested in buying a case, I’m the gal who could hook you up!
Question of the Day: What methods do you use to counter a bad day?