Gimme some H

Hormones.....what a wonderful thing. I am considering taking a bath in a vat of progesterone to see if it will make me any nicer. Maybe it will also make my boobs not feel like they weigh 25 lbs. each and like they just went 12 rounds with the heavy weight champion of the world.

Yesterday as the wicked hormones ensued throughout my body I actually had some road rage at a grandma. Okay, she was going 30 mph in a 40 AND put her turn signal on to make a curve in the road. I had to ride all up on her bumper and say terrible things like, "I'll bet when you bend over your boobs touch the ground first!" Okay, I'm ashamed.

Then a little farther down the road I see a man (where is the camera when you need it!) using a riding lawn mower as his vehicle, seriously, with a puppy sitting on the steering wheel AND the man forgot to put his teeth in. Welcome to Texas. At least through the red veil of raging H even I could see the humor in this.

I keep repeating to myself everytime I feel this way (yucky, fat, worthless and that I am a failure), "Its hormones!" and "No major life changing decisions today."