Things have been so crazy lately that I have not been here. I keep looking at my ticker on my blog and thinking "dang look at my rank drop might help if I actually went to the site every now and then." I am sorry that I have been absent and I hope to be back on more often. Baseball is over for a few weeks and soccer does not start till the end of the month. That should give me a little breathing room to be online more. Well it would be if school was not starting in a week and a half. Man summer sure has flown by.

I keep reading the most bizarre stories online this week. Stories that I can not begin to wrap my head around. Pregnancy Pacts, Obama distorting the bible, man fights off shark after it bites off his arm. These are all stories from reputable publications not the Enquirer.

Is there nothing else to write about? The floods in the MW maybe? Come on lets talk about something meaningful. Not fluff.

Do you think you can perform a hysterectomy with a melon baller, ice cream scooper and a jug of vodka?

I swear since hitting 35 my freaking periods have been horrible. The mind numbing cramps, the bleeding like a stuck pig have all got me considering a hysterectomy. I don't need the plumbing anymore so why keep it around. All it is doing is taking up space and causing me misery.

I know I need to keep my ovaries for the all important hormones. Don't want to grow a beard or dry up like the Mohabi desert but everything else must go.

I think on my next visit to the gyno I am going to discuss my options. I know that going on the pill would help but I am over 35 and already have high blood pressure so that is out. I could have a uterine ablation to see if that helps but there is only a 50% chance it will. The only all fire cure would be to have my stuff yanked.

Anyone with experience in this area?

I am in hysterics over here. DH is trying to "train" Thing 1. O M G it is "Training for Dummies" over here. If there is actually a book like that I need to purchase it. Where is my camcorder when I need it?

It is cold here today. High of 70 WTH???? I have a sweatshirt and long pants on for the ballpark. I flat out refuse to get in the closet and pull out my blanket. I think Mother Nature has her clock out of wack. She needs to get that thing fixed ASAP.