This year my gift of choice would be a bottle of heart-shaped Valium. My nerves are on edge, I have lost interest in all personal activities, so hubby dear do not shower me with love gifts this year, just go to the corner drugstore and pick up my 'candy' of choice this year and I'll be your Valentine. Happy Valentine's Day...whatever that means?
Disclaimer: I do not by any means condone the use of prescription drugs.































You're so funny. I'd like to quit my day job for starters. That would relieve me of some stress. Hubby says 'no'. Not until, I've got two books published making money that way.
Anyway, add menopause to that mix.