I am having an extremely bad day as far as my physical well-being goes. I’m not sick. No, my body is still functioning within normal parameters, but I am cursing being a woman today in all new cursing ways. I have never, in all my months of being a fertile adult human female felt quite this knocked down, kicked around, and generally pained by my body’s natural functionality. I look forward to menopause. I really do.

I think that is all I am going to have to say today. Maybe even for tomorrow too, though I won’t know until I crawl out of bed in the morning and assess my state of well-being. Here’s hoping I feel much better at some point this weekend. Lin and I have been waiting and waiting for the movie 300 to open. I can hear the wheels turning in some of your heads as you ponder the idea of Orb wanting to see a movie that is guaranteed to be a blood-fest. I know. It’s not the sort of movie I would ever go see on the big screen or even watch on a movie channel, but … I have been sucked in by the beauty of the film-work. I guess we’ll see afterwards whether or not I was able to overlook all the killing, head smashing, blood spurting, gore of a comic-book style Spartan war and enjoy how beautiful I believe the costumes, sets, effects, music and the cinematography is going to be.

And now, I am going to go take a pill or two, drink a small glass of Dr Pepper, pre-order a pizza for dinner, and go watch some TV while I wait for whatever relief comes from the pills to kick in. Then? Probably back to bed until it’s time to eat. Moving and sitting upright just isn’t working so well for me today.