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Sep. 5th, 2013
Mood swings are a Female Canine
Sep. 5th, 2013 08:38 pmSo, today had to pick up my hubby from the Air Port. Why? Because he was returning the car we had rented to take a road trip in. Circle the parking lot five times before, "Oh, there you are. I didn't notice, I was reading." Me: "The glare's too bad this time of day, I couldn't see you. I even pulled over and texted you that I was here." Hubby: "Sorry?" cringe from my tone of voice. We get a couple blocks away. "OH CRAP." Me: "What?" Hubby: "I left the keycard to the parking garage at work in the rented vehicle, we have to go back!" Me: "Fine. We are paying for short term parking and WALKING. No more circling." Hubby: "But..." Me: "No. More. Circling." Hubby: "Eep."
After we retrieve the key, Hubby respectfully suggested we go to the steakhouse Right There with an excellent salad buffet, really!
Sign I've been in Texas a wee bit too long: I crafted a salad with spinach, bean sprouts, olives, sunflower seeds, and used baked beans with jalapenos as the salad dressing. That helped a little.
The 12 ounce center cut rare sirloin steak helped even more. I had to talk myself out of tipping the plate up and drinking the juice. "No, brain, that's not juice, that's BLOOD and this is a civilised restaurant." brain: "Drink eeet." "NO. If the craving I didn't know I was having does not ease by lunchtime, we will go out and get a massive burger." "But the meat-juice is right there and looks delicious..." "... This restaurant has cloth napkins. NO."
Besides the vague feeling of, "Right thing, not quite ENOUGH", I am now calm and relaxed and nowhere near as irritable. So... I guess at this time of the month and I'm feeling irritable, I should throw steak at it instead of chocolate?
After we retrieve the key, Hubby respectfully suggested we go to the steakhouse Right There with an excellent salad buffet, really!
Sign I've been in Texas a wee bit too long: I crafted a salad with spinach, bean sprouts, olives, sunflower seeds, and used baked beans with jalapenos as the salad dressing. That helped a little.
The 12 ounce center cut rare sirloin steak helped even more. I had to talk myself out of tipping the plate up and drinking the juice. "No, brain, that's not juice, that's BLOOD and this is a civilised restaurant." brain: "Drink eeet." "NO. If the craving I didn't know I was having does not ease by lunchtime, we will go out and get a massive burger." "But the meat-juice is right there and looks delicious..." "... This restaurant has cloth napkins. NO."
Besides the vague feeling of, "Right thing, not quite ENOUGH", I am now calm and relaxed and nowhere near as irritable. So... I guess at this time of the month and I'm feeling irritable, I should throw steak at it instead of chocolate?