The Happiness of a Vimto in a Hormonal Haze.

For years, my sweet Husband has had to deal with my hormonal shenanigans, with poise and charm and lets be real… throwing chocolate at the monster from afar and hoping she doesn’t bite off any fingers. I make Jabba look cute. I get spotty, I get bitchy and generally only calories make me feel human…… Continue reading The Happiness of a Vimto in a Hormonal Haze.