Bloating, irritability, and tension

I was thinking today of my university entrance exam. As part of it, the part where we had to write an essay so that they would know where to place us in our grammar classes (because it was required that we take french grammar, as it was a french university), I wrote about PMS. I believe one line of my essay went something like “It’s fairly common, when a woman is irritable or snaps at someone, to hear people making jokes about it being ‘that time of the month’. Oddly enough, if a man is having a bad day, it’s quite rare to hear someone commenting on ‘Stan’s sperm-retention headache’ “. Yeah, well, whatever, it got me into the top tier class (that’s not saying much really).

It’s fairly easy for me to tell that I’m having a bit of PMS right now. As much as I hate the stereotypes, I personify pretty much every one of them. Case in point:

Driving home from the park this afternoon (was hanging out with the nephews, took the oldest one to play on the slides while the youngest was napping), this song came on the radio. Generally I would either half-listen, think about how sappy it was, and move on, or just change the station right away. But today? Oh, no no. Today I really felt Daniel Bedingfield’s pain. I just felt so badly for him! Why can’t Daniel Bedingfield be with her? His heart tells him he’s meant for her– is there any way that he can stay in her arms? IS THERE? Because seriously, I think he needs to stay in her arms. By the end of the first verse I was a blubbering mess. I was sad. So sad. There are people out there who love other people and the people they love don’t love them! And that’s horrible! Why can’t people just have the people they love! Even though that would mean that Rob would have married Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer about 8 years ago and we’d have never met! It’s just a horrible world when people can’t be with the ones they love. Daniel Bedingfield opened my eyes to a whole new world of PAIN, yo.

Then Little G yelled out from the backseat “Tante! It’s okay! You’re just cranky! Do you need a nap?”

Actually, I think that would probably be a good idea.

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