My parents are going to

My parents are going to Mutti's high school reunion today. Gram Apple's babysitting. Joc & Shawn came over for dinner. Pizza. Tra la la laaa.

I have the painters in. (Do you chappies over in Britland really say that? I read it in Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging.) Which explains why I was so pissy today. And why I had the most horrible cramps this afternoon. Stupid menstruation. Did you know that the women of the Dogon tribe in Mali only have about 100 periods in their lives whereas contemporary Western women have between 350 and 400? I think I'm going to move to Africa.