got prunes?

...menopause continued. yesterday's bowl of ice cream at 9pm is now todays handful of prunes. and i'm not even joking. this "middle aged female issues" is beginning to cramp my style. i feel like i'm overdosing on calcium every night, along with my "milk of magnesia". gag me! and ~ at least with having a menstral cycle (i don't think i spelled it right, and who cares, i don't have one anymore anyway!) the pms happens once a month. for some of us that "once a month" lasted for "half the month" or 2 witchy weeks. none the less... it was better than feeling crazy literally EVERY DAY OF YOUR LIFE as what occurs in menopause!!!! honestly, pms goes away. menopause psychoness doesn't. you're irrational. irritable. unfocusable. delusional. forgetful. and much more. i don't remember bargining for this stage of my life! did i mention the extra poundage?? no diet will make the muffin top, j. lo butt, saddlebags, thunder things...go away. and thanks to the lighting and clarity of the ever-so lovely nordstrom mirrors - i discovered i now have cellulite on the back of my upper arms. is this what i have earned after carrying and towing around 3 heavy children? word up. i'm disgusted. i am reading a fantastic book on menopause: the silent passage. it confirms to me that i'm not crazy, not alone, and that i'm not gonna feel like this forever. just for the next 2 to 5 years. that's sooooo reassuring and comforting. can't wait to see what i've evolved into in 10 years. NOW i get why so many 40 to 50 something women get: facelifts, tummy tucks, botox, boobs, therapists, divorces and all things young and beautiful. now i get it! have i mentioned muffin top lately?