Oy, I am so crabby I can’t stand myself. The dogs are hiding in their kennels, the cats have disappeared and poor Hubby will be home soon. I just don’t feel like making soup today so I am cheating, I am taking chicken and ramen noodles and maybe some vegetables and going to call it soup. I was going to make some sweet potato soup from a Rachel Ray recipe but I need to empty and wash the pot I used to make chili last week. But I don’t want to. Because I am crabby!
Did you know that a can of diet pepsi can spray your walls and everything within a few feet and take forever to soak up, clean up and dry? Well it does. I don’t know how the damn thing fell either, I was working on my business plan and all of a sudden it spilled. Must have ghosts or something. It wasn’t very nice of them if they are the ones that did it. GRRRRRRRR, more crabbiness. So now my living room is messy because I had to throw everything out from the wall to get it dry. Crabby, crabby, crabby. 
I got pink highlights put in my hair on Tuesday. So of course I have to go to a funeral next week. Isn’t that the way it usually works? But my uncle would have just given me grief over it and that would have been the end of it. So me and my crabby self will just head down there and enjoy seeing everyone, have a good cry because it is sad that my uncle is gone, and talk about how it just really sucks that we only get to see each other these days when someone dies. Adds to my crabbiness today.
Someday menopause will come. And hopefully the crabbiness will go. Sometimes it is worse than being a teenager and just getting it. The mood swings just suck. Suck, suck, suck! More crabbiness.
Happy freakin thoughts for a happy freakin day! So there. 
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