Is anyone else's PMS getting worse with age? Just wondering. Because this afternoon I literally thought the top of my head was going to fly off for no apparent reason. Well, of course there was a reson--I'm not THAT irrational. Or so I think.
But then again, "Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste." Name that movie.
My point here is that I don't seem irrational to myself, but I could be wrong.
Anyway, there was a reason for my irrationality, but I can no longer remember what it is. Was.
So if my PMS is getting worse with age, at least I can't remember it in any great detail. Silver linings.
On a completely different subject, here are a few pictures of a fall hike I took with friends last Friday. It looks mysteriously like the fall hike I took a few weeks ago, even though it's a completely different part of the valley. Crazy.
The view from the bottom of the trail. We were at a state park near our house.
Views on the way up.
Probably because I didn't grow up around Aspen trees, I'm so enthralled by them. Those long, long trunks and yellow leaves against the bright blue sky. I still miss the reds of the maple trees though...
Twila and Gillian following me and Vicky back down the trail.
View of the lake on the way back down.
Ahhh, I feel serene just looking at these pictures...until I realize how freaking long it takes to upload them and how cumbersome the process is. So Blogger, you're on notice: You upload function sucks.
We now interrupt this crazed post and return you to your regularly scheduled evening.....