A new Zodiac Sign was today’s >>>Daily prompt question<<< and I had to giggle. Since a while I notice, there is indeed a Zodiac sign missing, for the ones who believe in them in the first place -I don’t.
But…if I would, I would politely request a new sign. The “DFWM” sign, given to females when they are entering menopause and it would fit like a butt on a bucket, like a mitten on a hand.
“DFWM” stands for “Don’t f*** with me” (giggle) there you have it the “DFWM-sign”.
Lets be honest, men and other creatures need a warning, because they have no idea what we have to go through and we don’t know it either. We get a fair glimpse at the start, but the whole thing is a roller coaster ride. Hormones are all over the place and I could get a patent for my mood swings. One minute sweet as candy, the next I can bite your head of without any warning…and that’s not surprising at all, since it seems that I got a brand-new little heating system. The heating system is a little bit out of whack, it was made for somebody living in Antarctica 🙂
People say we go through the change, and this might be…but could somebody please explain to me what I am changing in to? 🙂
But…I am very confident…I am going to figure the whole thing out (sooner or later) until then…DFWM 🙂
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Like this a lot, B – and it reminds me well … 😀
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Brilliant and I am so ‘liberating’ that cat picture to use every time someone asks me how I am 😀 Having just started the whole menopause deal I am indeed beginning to wonder what I am changing into and f I should buy chains and a padded dungeon for future use 😉
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Feel free to use it, I have it over my desk lol. I just started the joyride of menopause as well and I like the idea with padded dungeons (just not sure if for me or my victims). Thank you for stopping by:-)
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The final picture wrapped up your posting with the perfect bow. Thank you!
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Thank you 🙂 I had a blast writing it 🙂
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