So, yesterday, I wallowed in self-pity and you all came to my rescue. Thanks for the no-nonsense advice, the heartfelt sympathy and the flat out funny comments that slapped some sense into my thick skull.
Maybe it was because the comment was on one of my more autobiographical posts or that no one has been mean to me in the four years I've been posting. I could blame it on The Menopause. I guess I just got my drugs mixed up and took too many sensitivity pills.
After reading your comments and downing several extra strong Woo Woo's, I took your counsel and washed that grey right out of my hair. My life can't compare to Sarah Palin's. Despite the fact that I'm a big, ole, whiney, doody head, I am blessed with the bestest blog buddies in the world. And I want to go kick the ass of anyone who hurts you guys.
The Ghost of Christmas Present at Esoteric Uncovered.
Six Word Saturday at The "other" Chrysalis Stage.