Hi everyone. Welcome to the Bitch Bible Podcast as I rose with the Sun this morning

the chilling croons of Daniel Powder swept through my cerebral cortex.

Because you had a bad day. The Devil Don't Like...

I have no idea what the lyrics are, but I'm just in a bad mood today. I don't really know what else to tell you. I am under slept. My roots are popping. Oh, good news. I'm going to have to pause this my Pilates reformer machine is being

delivered there is light upon darkness I'll be right back okay we put a lip

gloss on and you know I'm feeling more sprightly if this is your first time listening to the

bitch Bible podcast because you you know I just popped on over from some recent

events I encourage you to maybe listen to like last week's episode or a few weeks

before then I'm not. I'm not feeling

like I'm working on all cylinders over here. I am leaving for Boston tomorrow. I'm

leaving my teething, extremely clingy baby to go host a funeral in Boston.

You know, some girls go to college and become doctors and change the world. And some girls abandon their family

and fly across the country to put on a black veil

and perform a eulogy for a margarita.

If you don't get it, you don't get it.

I don't know that I don't have the bandwidth to explain that to you.

But that's where we're at emotionally. I'm trying not to murder Andrew this week.

I am weathering a particularly tumultuous menstrual cycle and things are not live laugh loving at the

chival hyphen Haas house.

The way he's breathing is bothering me, the way that he's blinking is bothering me,

who's ready for some unrelated content.

We just finished building our gym and we put a sonna in, we put a Pilates machine in we put you know some different equipment I got my TV with my peacock ready to rumble and

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