“Is it hot in here or is it just me?” If I had a dollar for every time I heard that question in the last couple of years! The mantra of the 50’s friendship group!

Think of all those songs about hot summer nights - they weren’t written about love & sex, they were actually written about menopausal women!  Who knew we had so many empathetic friends who happened to be song writers!

My girlfriends and I are hot, hot in the city tonight….but not Cameron Diaz hot or Penelope Cruz hot- we are just hot. And sweaty!!! Like after a few hours in the sauna, a long game of tennis, a vigorous Pilate’s session…….

They tell you that hot sweats are normal but mmmm- they didn’t mention needing showers in the middle of the night, being able to wring your hair out as well as the sheets…… waking up soaked through next to a grumpy partner who didn’t realize “for better or worse” meant sleeping in their own personal spa, provided by their loving other half!

You can tell the menopausal women out to dinner. While everyone else is laughing, conversing & having fun they are the ones madly fanning themselves with the menu, surreptitiously wiping their brow with a tissue, or mopping the nape of their neck with a serviette. Once I was so desperate (and it’s embarrassing to confess this) I even yanked the hem of the table cloth to wipe my face! Not a good look……. And the guy opposite didn’t appreciate having to drink his red wine from out of his lap!