Whining, because I'm PMSing. What's your excuse? Pppbbllttt.

I'm having another period this week. Unbelievable. I don't cycle on my own for all those years we were trying to get pregnant, but let us decide our family is complete and all of a sudden I'm cycling? If I wasn't laughing, I'd kick the wall in.

Don't ever let anyone tell you God doesn't have a sense of humor.

Yes, I'm laughing.

Not only am I sleeping on a towel, it's been raining here for the last three days. Which means I have two little girls that are getting really tired of being cooped up. Please, oh please, let it be dry enough tomorrow to go to our playdate at the park, so I don't go stark raving mad and wind up sitting in the shower in my clothes, with the water running over my head, my fingers in my ears and singing, "La, la, la, la," while my children bang on the locked bathroom door!

Strawberries are finally coming into season around here. The first sunny day we get I'm heading out with the girls to gorge ourselves on fresh fruit. Just-picked, sun-warmed strawberries could make any day better.