Welcome to My Menologue!
A real, brutal, sometimes funny, sometimes depressing monologue that is sometimes celebrating or cursing aging as women (or those hormone depleted).
These Blogs May Be Embarrassing. (if you know me in real life, no you dont)
What personal chaos (or therapist?!) started this craziness….
Read other random thoughts….
Victim of a Jade Roller… (am I entitled to compensation?)
Why am I Buying All This Shit… (do we all need a support group?)
Have You Tried Xanax And It Didn’t Work? (on a sleepless overnight flight?)
Why I Love Getting My Teeth Cleaned… (is it sad my flex is having no cavities?)
My Coming Out Post… (and no- it’s not what you think it is)
Let’s Talk About The Sahara Desert… (and no- I’m not talking about my garden)
Please Not Another Menopause Book… (can’t we just have dragon romances?)
Pickleball Rackets As Gifts… (no this is never acceptable. You know who you are.)
Yes Its Rude To Point Out Memory Lapses… (and why is it my ‘adult’ children?)
The Anti-Empty Nester… (not sad about it every day- just some days…)
The Mrs. Roper Party… (and other old lady shenanigans complete with playlists)
The Adult Female Connections I Can’t Live Without… (no, you’re crying)
Menopause is Super Fun (and other lies).
Read All ‘Category Two’ Posts
Have you been personally attacked by a beauty item? (asking for a friend)
WARNING LABEL: All of this is real, though some thoughts presented may be more in jest. I have a sarcastic and dark sense of humor and I suspect more foggy brain function than I would like to admit. I mean no harm, and if you suspect any comment is about you, no it isn’t. This isn’t about you.
*If taking care of yourself means you do not read this blog; please don’t.
*I identify as she/her; Please note I may write ‘women’ or ‘her’, but recognize others also personally attacked by hormones or lack of them may not identify as such. This is an all inclusive page, hate will not be tolerated here. I hope to maintain this as a safe space. Please message me if you have a concern.
