Not BOO HOO crying, but tearing up to the point that liquid actually fell out of my eyeball...
1. At the supreme deliciousness that were the cubes of watermelon I was eating for breakfast. Perfect texture and just the right amount of sweet. OH.SO.GOOD. How am I such a lucky bastard to be afforded the right to eat such wonderfulness whenever I want?
then about 5 hours later....
2. At Willie Nelson's, "Always on my Mind" playing on a ASPCA commercial. You know, the commercial that shows all of these puppies and kitties who are just so so sad. WHY oh WHY have these poor creatures been smited?
After I turned my head so CK2 would not see me crying, I realized...duh. Hormones much? I now have my defenses ready, Midol and a heating pad. So if I over dramatized on anyone's blog today...sorry, it was hormones and leftover angst at NOT being able to correctly cook grits so that I could make Blackberry Grits.
I read the box, did everything as I was directed (I thought) and I got grit soup. How can it be THAT hard? Women in the old south were making that shit right from hominy, and I can't mix dry grits with water in a pot???? fuck. I seem to be getting all worked up again, time to just call it.a.day.
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You poor thing. That's why I signed up for PMS Buddy. It e-mails you (or your S.O.) in advance and warns that in 5 days you will be an irritable and mood-swinging she beast. I like being prepared.
I tried making the blackberry grits, too! Will post the picture. Mine turned out kind of soupy as well, plus they needed something more than just grits, blackberries, and a squirt of agave nectar.
Well, hormones, and the fact that your baby is leaving home soon! I was teary off and on for the summer before both of my kids left for college. I know he'll still be in town, but it will be different. And weird...that's what my husband and I kept saying - "this is so weird."
We're all allowed a day or two like that from time to time. If it makes you feel better, I tear up at all kinds of commercials - and it has nothing to do with what time of the month it is. =)
Have you tried the instant grits? Those seem to turn out pretty good and you can test out different consistencies...
I think crying about watermelon is too much, but worrying about dog crates is normal.
I cry at ANY of those SPCA commercials..they tear me up. Then I fret for a long time about how maybe we should rescue another animal, until Lee talks me back to sanity.
Sorry about the grits!
those commercials get me every damn time. and then i think we should be foster dog parents and then i realize if we ever started doing that i'd have a damn house full of dogs.
the watermelon sounds heavenly.
hmph--go watch beaches or something and get all that cry out : ) i love doing that.
Ha ha--I am also in the camp of people that cry during ASPCA commercials regarding of my hormonal status. When the stupid Sarah McLaughlin one comes on, I yell and scream at E. to change the channel before I start bawling.
I, too, am currently riding the red wave o' tears. Sigh.
I hate those commercials. I haven't seen that particular one, but I see the one with Sarah MacLachlan's song all the time, and I have to change the channel really fast. Seriously, I gave them money, WHY won't they leave me ALONE?!
I cray at ASPCA no matter what time of month it is. They have some good marketing, don't they?! :)
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