Friday, September 11, 2015

The Seven Dwarfs Of Menopause


     I'm far from being Snow White when it comes to the "change of life", especially now that the seven dwarfs of menopause have moved in. More often than not, I resemble the wicked queen with my rapid mood swings. "Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the meanest of them all?" Even these dwarfs know better than to hang around when I'm having a lousy day. If I had a poison apple in my hand right now, I'd throw it at them.

     Who are the little buggers I'm talking about? These seven, miserable dwarfs:

   
GRUMPY:  Overnight I've been transformed into a grumpy old person, which makes me hard to please on any given day. The sun is too bright, the kids are too loud, and my fiber pills are not working. Unless you're going to surprise me with a juicy burger and a chocolate milkshake, then leave me alone.

SWEATY:  Ceiling fans on warp speed and an A/C unit set at 65 degrees is STILL not enough to stop the sweating. My pores have become a sprinkler system spewing sweat that runs down my face and pools at the base of my neck like the Great Lakes. My damp clothing is a second skin that I can't remove fast enough. Where the hell is the shut-off valve?


BLOATY: I have a stomach that feels like it has been inflated with helium. Put a string in my nose and watch me float across the sky like the Goodyear Blimp.

SLEEPY: I'm always sleepy because I can't sleep when I need to be sleeping. Insomnia has stolen the joy of hibernating under my blanket for hours and has turned me into a creature of the night. When I finally do fall asleep, I fall so deep that I can't wake up. My house could go up in flames and I wouldn't know it. If that ever happens, the firemen will just have to carry me out on my bed because I'm not leaving my Tempur-Pedic for anyone.

DRIED-UP: Sex is not always pleasant when there's tumble weeds rolling around in the desert of my lady bits. If I'm not careful, my poor husband will be searching my body for alternative orifices.

FORGETFUL: I forget the pasta water that's boiling over on the stove; I forget to pick up my granddaughter from pre-school, and I forget to walk the dogs until one of them leaves a smelly surprise on the couch. You know what would make a great Christmas gift this year, Santa?  A LoJack for my car keys and reading glasses.

PSYCHO: Think Jack Nicholson in The Shining, or Norman Bates from The Bates Hotel. It's all fun and games until the grocery store no longer stocks my favorite pinto grigio and flames begin shooting out of my nostrils. Mr. Grocery Store Manager, you have been warned.


     I can only hope that one day soon the prince of post-menopause will arrive on my doorstep. With a single kiss, all my symptoms will disappear….and only then will I live happily ever after.




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  1. AnonymousSeptember 11, 2015 at 12:23 AM

    Without a doubt, the best post of the day and year!! My favorite: Dried Up ~ Still laughing. Then Inion and I began to think. We always leave your blog laughing and in a better mood. So as fans of you and your writing, we purchased a copy of "Who Stole My Spandex." Looking forward to a great read Meno~Mama!! Sharing this hilariously brilliant post now!! xoxo <3

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 1:05 AM

      Awwww….thank you SO MUCH! I really appreciate the love! I'm really glad you liked it and you just made my evening! <3 <3 <3

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  2. Samantha September 11, 2015 at 12:54 AM

    Tumbleweeds rolling around in the dust of your lady bits!!! I died!!
    I'm so stealing that. Hahaha

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 1:05 AM

      Hahahaha! Glad you liked it. My mind really does go to some strange places….

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  3. Roxanne JonesSeptember 11, 2015 at 7:26 AM

    Those little pricks visited my house, too!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:25 AM

      Sounds like they have been busy---jumping from house to house.

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  4. Jill RobbinsSeptember 11, 2015 at 7:48 AM

    Yes, to all of these but especially sweaty, forgetful and psycho. Bad combination!!!!

    Jill http://www.rippedjeansandbifocals.com

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:26 AM

      My husband steers clear when I'm experiencing all of those things simultaneously.

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  5. Vidya SurySeptember 11, 2015 at 7:49 AM

    Oooh, hilarious, Marcia! What a perfect analogy! :) I enjoyed the post! Because I am also, right now, Knock Knock Knocking on Hell's door!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:27 AM

      Thanks, Vidya! We're all sisters in this awful "change of life" stage.

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  6. Molly StevensSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:12 AM

    I've never trusted those seven dwarfs! Keep the faith, when you get into your next decade your senses will diminish and you won't mind all these symptoms so much. Loved the post!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:28 AM

      Either that or a lot of wine will make me even more forgetful that the little pricks are still hanging around…..

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  7. RenaSeptember 11, 2015 at 8:45 AM

    So funny Marcia! I think they are outside with a U-Haul in my driveway as I read this!

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  8. Leigh CaronSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:03 AM

    LOve your post, made me laugh. Living here in the tropics of Mexico, let me tell you..there's nothing hotter than a hot flash in a heat wave. I implode daily.

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:14 AM

      Oh gawd I would die. It's bad enough here too in south Florida---temps in the 90's and I am sweltering!!!

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  9. The Seana MethodSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:27 AM

    Isn't being a woman just the greatest fun? We just never seem to be "stable"... always something new happening, and it never seems to be "spontaneous healthy weight loss" or "surprisingly clear skin"... sigh.

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 2:03 PM

      I could really go for the weight loss one right about now….

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  10. Lizzy HillSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:41 AM

    Hahaha, I love this post!! It is so funny!

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  11. nancy@skinnykitchenSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:47 AM

    You are one funny lady. Thanks for starting my day with a huge belly laugh, Marcia!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 2:04 PM

      So glad I could make you giggle---and you just made my day by saying that!

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  12. UnknownSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:51 AM

    And to think our mother's never told us about this!

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  13. Becky GintherSeptember 11, 2015 at 12:00 PM

    Haha! I'm not there yet, but I've experienced all of these dwarfs at one time or another!

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  14. Tara ReedSeptember 11, 2015 at 1:15 PM

    Spot on! Sadly these dwarfs are moving into my place too... the worst part? I get hot flashes WHEN I have my period these days - doesn't seem fair - pick one Mother Nature!

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  15. Lisa ThomsonSeptember 11, 2015 at 2:01 PM

    Marcia, this is so perfect! I'm sweaty right now. It could be 10 degrees below zero outside, makes no diff. Thanks for the laughs this morning!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 2:14 PM

      I always envied my northern friends because I'm pretty certain if it snowed here in south Florida, I would be outside rolling in it every time a hot flash hit!

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  16. CamilleSeptember 11, 2015 at 3:10 PM

    Oh yeah, I've been living with these mean little munchkins (sorry! wrong fairytale!) for awhile now! Great piece! So relatable!

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 3:20 PM

      Thanks, Camille! Sounds like you're waiting for Prince Charming to kiss away the dreaded menopause curse, too!

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  17. Karen @BakingInATornadoSeptember 11, 2015 at 3:29 PM

    Yeah, sitting here waiting for that prince of post-menopause myself. I may have resorted to looking for him in the bottom of a vodka bottle. So far no luck, but it makes the waiting easier.

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 4:28 PM

      Ohhhhh I like the way you think! Pass me that bottle, PLEASE!

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  18. Michele@liferedesign101.comSeptember 11, 2015 at 5:27 PM

    Been there done that! It has gotten better though I am still overcome with fatigue for no reason and can drop like a dead fly at 4 P.M.

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 11, 2015 at 11:06 PM

      Me too. I walk around exhausted all day even though I am getting a solid 7-8 hours sleep a night for the first time in years.

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  19. stephen HayesSeptember 11, 2015 at 7:16 PM

    I was glad when those dwarfs left for good a few years back.

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  20. UnknownSeptember 12, 2015 at 10:47 AM

    Tweeted and hilarious. But don't worry. You will eventually get kissed and meet some new dwarfs. Like Patchy and Creaky.

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  21. MichelleSeptember 13, 2015 at 8:39 AM

    HAHAHAAH....I am ALL OF THE DWARFS!

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  22. My Inner ChickSeptember 13, 2015 at 3:16 PM

    LOLLLllll,
    absolutely, unequivocally creative and FABULOUS, Marcia.
    as for me....I will kick each and every dwarf's ASS!!

    xxx

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 13, 2015 at 5:53 PM

      I'll be doing some of that ass kicking right beside you, girlfriend!

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  23. UnknownSeptember 13, 2015 at 11:15 PM

    OMGosh...I've been saying I need a LoJack for my keys and my granny glasses for a few years now...or at least a clap on/clap off and they buzz or something. And, you're bloaty too? I thought I was the only one. fun read!

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  24. coach-daddySeptember 14, 2015 at 2:51 PM

    No positive statement ever began, "searching for alternate orifices."

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  25. Kristi CampbellSeptember 14, 2015 at 4:04 PM

    HAHA Marcia! So so so funny! Tumbleweeds in your ladybits?? HAHAH!! I'm not quite there yet but am HOT all. the. time. Gah.

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  26. Launna September 14, 2015 at 10:11 PM

    Oh my gosh Marsha... I am right there with you... I am losing it with the sweating and I only make it worse by walking... I have to peel my clothing off and then sit in front of the AC... my poor AC has been working overtime this year...

    Bloaty.... that is what is going on with me... geesh I was fearful of someone sticking a pin in me and me flying away from all the excess air... and forgetful, I should not be allowed to cook and leave the kitchen, thankfully my youngest is always reminding me... otherwise I would have charcoal for food... lol

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 15, 2015 at 11:47 PM

      Too funny, Launna! Hey, I'm right there with you, girl!

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  27. Diane Stringam TolleySeptember 15, 2015 at 3:34 PM

    Stupid dwarves. I have to add a couple that Husby insists on: Gropey and Sleezy.
    They don't get along with my Dwarves at all . . .

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  28. Denise BaerSeptember 16, 2015 at 5:30 AM

    LOL! Great, now I know what to look forward to. All Dried-Up and nowhere to do the deed. Right now, I'm dealing with one dwarf and that's bloaty. I retain water like the Hoover Dam.

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    1. menopausal mamaSeptember 16, 2015 at 8:58 AM

      It's awful, isn't it? One glass of wine and I bloat up like a Macy's Day parade float.

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  29. UnknownSeptember 21, 2015 at 1:16 PM

    I love this post. Sweaty and Sleepy are my constant companions these days.

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