The pre-event aura lasted over a week. I thought I might get lucky and not get one in April, but when it hit, I wanted to crawl into a hole. How bad was it? Hubby took over all morning and dinner duties and sent me back to bed. I spent all but 2-3 hours on Thursday in bed. Today I still hurt and have a funky tummy to boot. Gah.
I don't have time for this! Work and dinner plans this weekend. I'm already a day and a half behind. Boo.
That's it for my pouting today. I've got work to do. Look at the sweet puppy face.
Did she make you smile? Good.