Sunday, I did absolutely nothing.
except get chased and whipped by two 8-year-olds holding stinging nettle.
(in my defense, I had slippers on. It was hard to run without face-planting into the concrete)
It may have been in jest,
but I was less than thrilled the rest of the day when my arm stung.
I spent the rest of my afternoon recovering, in bed, eating and watching breaking bad.
(like I said, the show is pretty amazing)
My hormones have been a little off lately too,
so, I may be doing a little more unnecessary sulking than usual.
Anyone else suffer from out of control bitch hormones?
where one minutes you want to cry,
the next you want to rip off someones head,
all while wanting to eat everything in the refrigerator.
I have this problem,
and, I hate it.
so does the fiance.
but, it’s not my fault.
Overall, it was a great weekend.
How was yours??