The Attack of the P.M.S.!
I gotz the munchies! NEVER EVER go grocery shopping when you’re PMSing. It’s bad enough…I HATE grocery shopping…and for whatever reason, EVERY single time I walk into Safeway, I ALL OF A SUDDEN have to PEE! I mean there is literally a pee EMERGENCY, and I run up and down the aisle grabbing what I need while doing the pee-pee dance.
It’s like my body is rejecting Safeway…screaming, “HURRY! GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN! Before you become DOMESTIC! Hahahahaha!” My girlfriend Ang calls me the “Domestic Goddess” because I have NO idea what it means to be domestic, and generally when I try I cause a lot of unnecessary chaos!
Anyways I digress. I really don’t know if you can relate to this or not BUT…I am in Safeway doing the pee-pee dance, I am PMSing, and I pick up Fruit Loops, chocolate milk, peppermint ice cream with the BIG CHOCOLATE CHUNKS ’cause the one with little chocolate chips will never do! Hmmm what else…oh ya…and black licorice! I blame Kristin for getting me hooked on black licorice.
Now I’m in a tizzy…all excited about having a bowl of Fruit Loops with chocolate milk with a side of peppermint ice cream, while still having to pee like a race horse…I run out of Safeway dying to get home to pee and feast. Then BOOM! I walk through the front door and there is Terry and Marcus with that “What’s for dinner?” look in thier eyes! Ummm can you say CRASH with REALITY! Oh crapola, it’s not all about me?! I mean, I don’t know why Terry doesn’t want Fruit Loops and ice cream for dinner…I really just don’t get it….sooo, I start to cry…(I blame the PMS)…I sob, “You don’t love me!”…”I try soooo hard”… “You dont know my pain!”…”Cant you just love me and stop trying to change me?”
A tad bit dramatic ya? YA! Ouch! I dont know what has gotten into me again. I blame the PMS. So what’s my point in all this? I don’t think there is one really…I just felt the need to share the insanity that goes on in my life from time to time. Oh, and I also realize that this is all self created. It’s odd…as I play out this outrageous behavior, I can also watch myself as an observer, and I am not liking what I’m seeing!
Any of you find yourself behaving in a way that is a wee bit nutty and at the same time observe your behavior as completely ridiculous, but you still indulge in the crazy???
Please share with us some of your ridiculous stories…’cause we all have them…no matter how uncrazy we think we are…hahaha!
xo
Kendra




Laurenelle
July 3, 2009Wow Kendra, what an entertaining post! I think all ladies definitely feel that way at some point, although I don’t think I have any great stories…but of course, there is crying and moaning and groaning involved.:)