Unlike John Denver’s musical ode to West Virginia, I am most decidedly not in almost heaven. More like almost hell. I know I’m not in hell because if I were in hell I would be experiencing the Inferno-esque thermo-nuclear changes my body is throwing at me while a man followed me around explaining to me I’m…
Tag: perimenopause
Keeping it Kosher
We eat a lot of pork. I am allergic to chicken and turkey. Yes, I know. You have never heard of anyone being allergic to chicken. But they are and I am, and there you go. I also only like expensive fish that is cooked by someone else. So, in a way, I am kind…