WARNING: Female Talk Ahead. Male Readers BEWARE

(I meant to post this earlier than it's actually showing up, but it somehow got saved as a draft, grrr...figures.)

Thanks for all the encouraging words about beading. I need to clarify that I have not finished anything yet, though I do have one necklace (birthday present for Audrey) that I just need to add findings to, and a couple of others that need stringing and findings. I'll need to get at least one pair of pliers, perhaps more, before I can finish the first one.

I don't know what is up, but I am feeling absolutely hormonal today. Irritable, grouchy, headachy. I feel exactly like I do the first day or so of my period, like there is acid running through my veins. Maybe it is about to start. Aislinn is six months old, and I have seen not one drop of red since she was born (one of the DEFINITE advantages of breastfeeding!). I wouldn't mind so much if it started again, but then I'd have to start thinking about whether or not I want to risk getting pregnant again, which for me, also means considering if I want to risk a miscarriage. Argh. I'm not ready to think about this.

I want chocolate, chocolate ice cream, to be precise. Even though the weight loss has slowed, I've been relatively good (with a couple of exceptions) about not eating junk at home, and I haven't had many opportunities to eat junk outside, either. I think I need to be bad tonight. It's Turtle Somethin' day at Ritter's**, and I want me some yummy frozen custard.

If I'm very fortunate, maybe Leo will sense tonight is a good night to send me to Borders. At very least, I am getting some chocolate.

**If you don't have a Ritter's near you, you are sorely deprived. And I, my friends, have the privelege of living a few short blocks away from the original Ritter's stand. If you know what Ritter's is, and you've ever wondered how Grizzly Cub Sundaes got there name, it's because our local high school mascot is the Grizzly Cub.