Explains a lot, doesn't it?
The cravings, that irritating little acne RIGHT THERE and the I'm-on-fire! feeling. No. No moodswings. Yet.
While, my ovaries are releasing hormones that will do no good to my reputation, I shall take this opportunity to say, " *gasps* I saw this cute little pink purse and am TOTALLY in love with it!"
No, that's not true. I totally made that up. Seriously.
But I miss Cheeto and Chunky. The cutest of the littlest of furballs.
I just want to *smoosh* my face in his.
You can see some Chunky action in the background. Le sigh.
I can't believe how often Cheeto gnaws on the bars...
He did it EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.
But as far as volume goes, Chunky's the HAM; only gnawing really loudly once in a few months.
You have been served!