How I missed you....

My darling Graceful,

I can't believe how long it has been since I last paid any attention to you, my most patient,most loyal, most forgiving......(I could go on with the best adjectives in your honour) friend. I am truly sorry. It certainly wasn't my intention to go on such a loud pause for so long, I just have been lunatically busy for the past few days. But I so missed you!

Not much has happened in my life so far. I know the last time I communicated I was in tears about PMS from satan's place of origin. Well, you should be delighted to know I'm alright, now. My abnormal hormones are at their best behaviour, therefore, no irritability, confusion or tears. My unpredictable emotional barometer has also made an effort to keep some peace, at least, thank god!

Graceful, have you ever been in a situation where you feel happy, but at the same time sad?
Orama starts big school next week; thats the whole pleasant, but not-so-pleasing story...
I've forever waited for my boy's first day of school, first day in uniform...., but now that that first day is imminent, I can't help feeling overwhelmingly teary. I feel like am willingly sacrificing my little boy's innocent ass to evil school bullies. Oh, dear, why do they have to grow up so fast?

Not to be rude, or feministic, and you probably don't think so, but all men are pathetic hypochondriacs! There is only one cause for their Hypochondria and thats; LAZINESS.
Men get headaches when asked to do dishes, diarrhoea, whenever its their turn to do laundry. And once the old domestic story touches a babysitting base, men go on temporary coma (as if they never enjoyed the baby production process).
But have you ever noticed all the time they are supposed to be sick they never refuse food? Not even once. "Koma odwala samadya". And any slight mention of the two following mannerless nouns: sex and alcohol, ha...... they'll jumpstart their lying, lazy backsides out of coma faster than an angry breeze. Some creatures indeed!

Anyway, dear, I gotta go.
I'm all yours come next week. Tennis starts on Monday, the 31st, so you know I will for sure keep my word.
And by the way, my lil sister is preggers again...........