Saturday, October 24, 2009
When women my age get together, it's inevitable. The conversation will eventually gravitate toward bodily functions - in particular night sweats. Sometimes it's almost competitive: who's got the worst case of them?
But the thing is, they're not really that bad when you think about it. Your husband gives you a whole lot more room in bed, and you can turn down the thermostat in the winter and save on those harsh energy bills, and your cat will get a bonus salt supplement when she licks your arm in the morning, and you eliminate way more toxins in one night than in a week's worth of working out, and, because you're awake most of the night, you're tuned into the comings and goings of your teenagers and other strangers all night long.
As long as there aren't too many of us living north of the 45th parallel at any one point in time, thereby avoiding any adverse impact on polar bear habitat and floods of biblical proportions, it can really be pretty cool to be so hot.