PMS
it's the name of a Mary J Blige song. It suits me on those days where I have hormonal rages of an evil nature. There have been a few days of PMS behavior. If I don't realize my own problem, my oldest will ask me if I'm PMSing or on my period. I may save those two some torture if nothing else, because they recognize some of the signs. lol. Sis and I have had annoyances today, and she vented in her own way, and I took a much needed shower at an excessivly warm temperature. I told her that I warned the boys of my PMS and they've avoided my wrath for the most part. She thought it entertaining at the least.
As long as I can recognize my own PMS and warn the penis people, all is fair.
As long as I can recognize my own PMS and warn the penis people, all is fair.