I’m on my period this week and in addition to being crampy, bloated, headachey and *extra* crazy, I’ve also been feeling very exhausted.
Anyways, last night I’m talking to husband as he’s on his way out the door to take Selena to dog obedience class, when he suddenly looks at me and says:
“God you’re beautiful”
Which makes me wonder two things: A) What kind of drugs he’s on and B) How did I get so lucky as to have a guy who gives me compliments when I’ve got bags under my eyes and speak only in grunts.
Sometimes life really does take with one hand and give with another.