Diary of a Madwoman

This madwoman, a 40-something mom of two children, is here to tell you a thing or two about life when you're an overweight, perimenopausal (she has pills for when she laughs too hard, cream for when hair grows where it shouldn’t and patches to prevent hot flashes and aggravation.) She’s claustrophobic, agoraphobic, insomniatic, diabetic, stubborn anxious, hypothyroid, chronic sinusitis, allergenic, Fibromyalgia, asthmatic, migraine queen with two kids (both teens, one with special needs), four INDOOR dogs, a Cockatoo, two ferrets, a husband and PMDD. Why tell you all of this? TO make you feel better of course!

Hooters

My son graduated middle school today. Okay, they call it a “moving up” ceremony. Anyway, he wants to go to Hooters to celebrate. I have no problem with that. That is until I looked at the menu. Once I did that, I realized that no one goes there for the food.

While viewing the menu page I saw a watch at the bottom that read, “In Case of Wife, flip this switch.” So, I flipped the switch. It takes you to louisvuitton.com. How’s that for advertising?!

Anyway, I took him to Hooters. He loved it! We purchased a calendar and all the girls signed it. They knew why we were there, so my son made the best of it (ha ha!)

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Hooter's Food

Their wings are pretty good.


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