Sunday, February 24, 2008
Welcome Home, Testosterone!
I’ll be glad to have Husband back home soon. He left this weekend for a military trip. I did miss him. Although I admit, I might have let out a small grin when I first realized that the remote control and the TV were mine, all mine. [evil laugh time: Mwahahaha!] Without the influence of his testosterone in our place, I nearly worked myself up in a feminine frenzy. Though I’m not a girlie girl, I still managed to: 1) paint my toe nails pink 2) watch shows that did not include explosions, science, or scientific explosions 3) do a little shopping 4) watch a show about brides wearing large poufy dresses 5) consume large amounts of chocolate And, to top it off, as if I didn’t already sound like a walking stereotype for all things estrogen: 6) catch the end of When Harry Met Sally, the ultimate chick flick and one of my favorite movies I enjoyed my weekend, but I’ll be glad to have the dose of testosterone back. It’ll be the perfect cure for my hangover from chocolate and What Not to Wear episodes.