Richard. And Then Something Else

Rather than two posts, I am combining two completely non-related items of discussion.

Number one: I am mad at him. We are in a fight, but he does not know it.

Number two: I recalled that today is another special anniversary for me. (Check out the post on July 29 for another one)...

Twenty-two years ago TODAY, in the bathroom at The Academy of the Holy Names All Girls Catholic School, Tampa, Florida, (IN NINTH FREAKING GRADE, which was horrible back then to have had to wait so long, but looking back, I had a few good untainted years more than my sisters in the hood.)...I rejoiced in menstruating for the first time. I had finally become a woman! I was going to be worldly, sophisticated, knowledgable of all secrets womanlike.

I was going to get pissy and crampy and moody and bitchy. Not necessarily in that order, but yes, each and every one of those emotions would surface, all within a period (PUN INTENDED!) of one week. For each and every GD month of the rest of my menstruating lifetime.

And today, to commemorate the twenty-second anniversary of the day I first bled into womanhood, what happens?

I bleed. Therefore I am.

Hahahahahahahahahahaah.