Subject: Hopping Down the PMS Trail
Date: 14 Apr 1998 00:00:00 GMT
From: firstname.lastname@example.org (NoWaySpam)
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Yesterday I learned that Easter is no time of year for a woman with a bad
I found myself struggling with Junior for that precious chocolate lapine
"But Mom, the Easter Bunny left if for *me*."
"Or maybe he left it for your MOTHER."
"Just let me bite the ears off."
"You can go to bed a half hour later."
Screaming, wailing and cursing ensued ------ and that was just my side of the
So I waited until a friendly distraction came along and THEN I raided her
Easter basket. And yet this wasn't enough. After about the 6th or 7th time
I had raided her stash, guilt set in and I realized I'd have to find another
So that's how I found myself today wandering Walgreens desparately hoping they
would have half-price Easter candy. And they didn't just have *any* Easter
candy they had the Hershey's Mint Creme and Cookies chocolate eggs. Nirvana!!
(And I don't mean that dead guy Kurt's band...) I mean the kind of bliss that
only a woman can experience when she hits the mother load of all junk food.
I believe I scared the little clerk girl during my purchase. I don't think it
was the muttering so much as the rampant drooling.......
Then I promptly came home and hid the chocolate in the last place the little
darling will ever look.... That's right --- under the vegetables!!
"Brilliant!!!" I exclaimed.
Now I have a stuff until the next candy filled holiday.... But I wanna know --
do they make gift baskets for Memorial Day???