Puberty is staring me in the face.

Or trying to break them anyway……

If I am quiet for a few days it’s because I am suffering some kind of food poisoning or intestinal malfunction.

Guess who’s child saw “The Movie” at school? The one where they seperate the boys from the girls and show each gender the appropriate birds-and-the-bees information? The puberty film?

If you had known me in my younger days, you’d have known I was the most unathletic human in the world. I did not participate in any sport. I constantly bailed from having to run in phys ed by with 180 constant days of “PMS” each school year. And by all accounts I should have failed gym altogether.