Better Than Disney World.

You know the thrill of standing in line at an amusement park. The roller coaster is in view. It looms high above the other rides. The cars going over the tracks makes a clackety sound. Very exciting. You wait patiently and watch as others disembark, laughing nervously, looking a little green, eyes a little wild from the thrill. With great anticipation you hand the attendant your ticket, you climb into your car and push down the safety bar. Slowly, very slowly, the car starts to move. Your smile widens, you're eyes get big. The car starts the climb. Your knuckles get white as you clench the bar. Click, click, click. Faster and faster. The car reaches the top. You take in one deep breath and then down you go. Your stomach flip flops. Your heart is in your throat. And before you realize how scary it was you reach the bottom. The click, click, click you start the climb again. When it is finally over and you get off with weak knees and a sick queasy feeling you realize just how close you to death you came.

And now you know how the commoner feels dealing with my hormonal mood swings. One minute I'm up, the next minute I'm down. You have a better chance predicting the exact date for peace in the middle East than trying to guess what mood I'll be in.

For any of you who are believers - pray for both of us.