Saturday, May 26, 2012

Shark Week, hoo-ha-haa

Cyndi over at Run Roll Repeat  calls her lady time "shark week" and I agree this is an apt description.

Anyway, I thought I was losing my mucking find and my pills weren't working any more it turns out it's just lady time and I'm psycho now because I have given birth. PMS seems to change when you have children. Now I can expect to be bat shit crazy once a month! Like I need that mess.

Here is how I figured it out:

I texted my mom that I was sad some internet troll discovered from my loud, annoying laugh that I am a fattie. I am not sure if it's because it was true that it hurt my feelings or what, because I know I am fat, I know I have a loud annoying laugh, and this isn't even the worst troll comment I've ever gotten. I was called a cunt and a stupid bitch just the week before- and I laughed in my loud, annoying laugh at those. So WTF pms.

Insanity moment #2:

I cried when Boromir died. Yes, Boromir, Son of Gondor... from Lord of the Rings.

Heaven forbid I cry over something useful.

Third time's the charm:

I cried over the dead roses on my counter top. Not because the flowers were dead, but because I had to throw them away.

I know. I'm looking for my Xanax. I can't seem to find it.

I'm about to go off the deep end and just order a cinna pie from one of the pizza joints around here and tell them to just hold the pie and give me all the hot jizzy frosting because that is all I am going to eat out of it anyway.

It's hot cum is what it is. Cinnabon, anyone?


  1. Hang in there! Each monthly is a little different and I'm sure you'll be able to see them coming now and "adjust accordingly" in your head. Sorry that this one caught you so off gaurd! The only thing "off gaurd" about me this month is, instead of a period every 14 days (like has been happening for the last 3 months) this one seems "normal", despite the MRI findings. Ha! Go figure.

  2. Shark Week - that's funny! Sorry it was such a bad week for you. Not to make you feel worse...but just wait till menopause hits. It's all the mood swings of PMS with the added fun of hot flashes and insomnia. Good times.

  3. Adam calls the monthly woman time shark week, as well. I'm not sure if it's because of the gore (which is likely, considering he's a nasty boy), or if it's because I sometimes used to bite at him whenever I was on my period and being mopey. My PMS wasn't ever terribly awful, but now that I'm (still) pregnant, I tend to be a loooot more moody, I've found...

    I'm not looking forward to getting my shark week back every month. =( And I have to admit I'm deathly terrified of PPD. Shit a brick.


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