Monday

Mondays are tough.  I don't want to get back into it.  I want to stay in my quiet house, in my warm jammies and just be quiet.  Yesterday I didn't go anywhere.  I stayed home from church.  I stayed back while everyone else went to visit Grandma and Grandpa.  I had the house to myself all day.  I read, watched a movie, read, wrote in my journal, read some more, napped and then everyone came home.  It was a good day.  I felt like I needed it.  Rest is very important, especially when your hormones make you feel like this.

Yes.  Hormone hell.  It's real.  It's powerful.  It's a pain in the butt.  Speaking of butts, how 'bout these lovely ones?

They are quite lovely I think.  Well, they made me laugh and laughing is good for a Monday, especially a Monday when hormones have kidnapped the real me.  I'm hoping to break free in the next couple of days.  There hasn't been a ransom note.  I think their only demand is rest and laughter.