So I'm PMSing, but for me it just means I'm not my happy bunny self for a few days, and I eat more. Not too bad, not too bad. Although the ex BF wasn't too cool in a lot of ways, he was exceptionally cool during my time of the month. I'd say, "I have cramps and feel awful," and he'd say, "Poor bunny!" and would massage my feet or lower back

That definitely made for a happy bunny, and he was likewise happy that I wasn't a Raving Bitch On Her Period. Perhaps it was his defense mechanism. HAHA! Whatever, it would be nice to have some sympathy and coddling today and over the next few days

I like to think I'm tough and don't need anybody or anything, and sometimes I'm peaceful and feel like that, but other times I break down and NEED A HUG
HAHA! On to other things,
I'm not particularly sore today, amazingly. I must have worked out the kinks in Yoga last night. I've been sweating more in class lately, so that I need a small towel nearby. Belly dancing was fun, our teach made us perfect this one little dance, so she got really nit-picky and critical, which I liked. It made for a better dance. Even PMSing, I prefer brutal honesty as long as it's dolled out fairly and tastefully.
Chris was a sweetie and took me out to dinner. Unfortunately, he got a phone call that his grandma died, during dinner!

He wasn't upset, she was 90 and had pneumonia. But he has tight reign over his emotions when he's not battling a bout of severe depression. Still, I gave him a hug and offered my support. I ate too many delicious mun todd pieces and this morning I'm up to 146, which actually isn't too bad considering I had a run-in with some chocolate-covered caramelized graham crackers

before BD class.
I plan on running after work, then Yoga at 7:30.