I wanted to write something up to my usual standards of mediocrity, but my body is not cooperating. My aunt Flo has stopped by for a visit and she is beating the crap out of me. So I am curled up in the fetal position with my bag of dark chocolate M&Ms. It is possible that I have consumed half of a bag this evening. And this after hearing a wonderful talk today by my friend Heather about controlling your cravings. I am just going to assume she forgot to put an caveat in there that there are certain times of the month where that just flies completely out the window and then you are free to eat your weight in chocolate.
I planned something witty, but this is what you’re getting June 30, 2008