A few days ago, I was floating aimlessly around Testosterone Bay…Sweet Jesus, I have found my way back to the Estrogen Ocean! Last week, you see, it was my wonderful husband, myself, and our two sons. By my count that is one female. This I am used to, as I was the only girl in my family growing up…I had 5 male cousins, and one brother. Yep, 6 against 1. The only thing I had going for me was that I was the oldest…Sometimes, however, this was a disadvantage. “You are the oldest, you should have known better.” was something I heard OFTEN. Obviously, because, as I said before, I was the ONLY girl. That means 1 in 6 was using the brain. Recently, my mother-in-law moved from Florida to the mountains…she is residing with us until she finds a home of her own.

I know what you are thinking…this is going to turn into some rant about how miserable this makes me and so on.

WRONG!

I could not wait for this to take place…see, my mother-in-law and I have a very treasured relationship. She, to me, is not only the mother I wish I could have had, but the best Grandma that my kids could ask for. She is very down to earth, funny, and going through menopause.

Now think about this for just a moment, allow it sink in, settle down, and tweak your brain a bit.

There is only one time of the month that the husband/son in this very happy, hormonal family needs to watch his tone, be careful of the looks he shoots around the room, and watch for little piles of dung NOT to step in (which are strategically placed around the home, just waiting).

He is a good man, though, and recognizes all the warning signs. He usually asks if Flow (as in menstrual) stopped by today. And the only thing I can think of to say is…

“Welcome, passengers, this is your captain speaking. We are now departing Testosterone Bay. In a few short minutes, we will be entering The Estrogen Ocean. Please leave you seat belts fastened tightly around your lap…I have a feeling we are going to hit terribly rough seas ahead.”