As you near my doorstep, my mood becomes increasingly agitated. Why Mother Nature? Why do you play with the hormones of women? Are women not moody enough for you? Why must you create a state of added wee-honkness?
What you read is pure Lenore. I write from the heart and off the cuff. Having entertained my friends for years with my crazy thoughts and behaviors, I decided to broaden my audience. I hope you enjoy the show, which is my reality.