I thought I was losing my mind, but it's only early menopause sending my hormones out of whack again, without any regard for the calendar whatsoever. So I'm losing my purely theoretical fertility along with my looks—but my juicy little brain is intact.

I just want to buy the world a big bouquet of roses, just in time for . . . what are we supposedly celebrating this weekend? [I'm afraid I never was much of a girlie girl in most senses. But I look like one, and I do make a mean omelette, which seems to make all the difference to my spouse.]

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