I'll never understand women.
And I'm not talking about how we give directions as "turn right" or "turn left" instead of "head west" or "head east," but rather how we function physiologically.
From the time we hit puberty until time for hormone replacement, our bodies are not our own. One minute we're happy, the next we're sad. And don't even get me started on water retention.
How is it possible for the scales not to move for an entire month, and seven pounds be gone in 48 hours?
What causes the Ice Queen to get emotional at work? In front of about 30 people. Including my boss. And students.
Ugh. It's a good thing I like my boobs. Being a gal isn't always fun. Want me to bite your head off?
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