. . . . about everything, including my period. NO! I am not pregnant. In fact, I am the opposite. A man? Wait. No, not that either. Let's just say that I had a little surgery. Crap. I'm making this worse. Here is a hint:
I have a FACE.
My friend bought me this adorable plushy. Yeah, it's a uterus. She got it for me to replace my old one. It's gone, people! Hysterical-ectomy! I'm not sure if this makes me an old woman or a man or both, but what I do know is that I am extremely allergic to percocet and that I haven't been able to craft much. And today is 'spose to be Mr. Floozy's Movie Quote Friday. I know! If I were to stitch a quote for today, it would be this one (perfect for my guest bathroom!) that Mr. Floozy always quotes from Summer School. This menstruation thing? It's a scam! Women are so lucky!