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Discarding a cancer is one thing, discarding a cancer plus being through PMS is an entirely diferent one. God, sometimes I hate my hormones. I'm glad I pass it this month. Not that I'm not sad, but at least I had control over my emotions
now.

1 week of PMS a month sum 3 month a year...lets not count how many years in my life spending in feeling miserable.

Kids with the flu, vomiting, feverish, etc...you get the picture. They had the good taste not to do it last week.

Kid 3 (hubby) procastinate instead of going to the doctor and take his exam, I will give him until monday, if not I will drag him by force. My in laws are behaving, he, he...cross me with PMS and you will fear me.

Me, being unrepenant me, struggling to make a review about a new book (not mine), it will be publish in a schollar magazine. I should had sent it to the editor on Monday...Yeay! As if I had head for that.

Is other of my "lets work for free" stupidity, they sound great when they offer them to me, but they often turn into a karma while I'm through it. They are waiting for me to send the magazine to the press. No pression there.



Oedipus and I are reading "The lion, the witch and the wardrobe" (Narnia Chronicles I). We get to the chapter in wich the kids meet Santa.
Oedipus point out tht Peter recieved Gryffindor's shield and coat of arms.

Time for a crossover.

kittycat_black made this lovely banner for pepe, her lovebird. As I'm bonded to that cute bird...