Okay, I just logged on to type up a wee moan, and I am met with a subtitle and summary option. Wassat all about then?
Hmm
Anyway, (trying not to look at screen), I was thinking to myself this afternoon, "WHY am I so desperate to hit the biccie tin?" and then a little later "WHY are my kids being so bloody irritating today?"
Well, my poor kids are no more irritating than they normally are.
It's is that fun time that half the population (give or take) suffers on a regular basis (actually, that is probably the whole population who suffer, come to think of it) - the wonderful PMT.
Sugar craving? Tick
Crabbit old besom? Tick.
That'll be that, then.
For god's sakes - no one give me a weapon.
