Excuse Me, My PMS Is Showing

There are some times in my life when I want to look at people and say, "Pardon me, my uterus and PMS is showing, would you excuse me a moment?"

I don't have cute pictures to share this time, and I don't know if anything I write will make sense, and if you're a dude, you might not want to read this, or maybe you should, I don't frigg'en care.

I'm a girl. My hormones go a little crazy sometimes. If you're one of those girls whose periods doesn't affect them, well fine and dandy for you...jerk. That's how I feel about that.

I've had to learn to be very careful with my emotions. Because it's very easy to use this as an excuse to be mean and sin. But it shouldn't be used for that.

My wonderful husband always reminds me of reasons we should rejoice during my time o'the month. And today, since I'm feeling pretty annoyed with the whole thing, I decided to share those reasons we rejoice.

1. The bodies design/the design of a woman's body is so complex and wonderful that all of this just means that God created my body to do these wonderful amazing things, and that is worth rejoicing in. 
2. I can have babies. Let's be real, it's true. 
3. Blair doesn't mind taking care of me while I'm all sorts of crazy and hormonal. I went to sleep before him last night and when he crawled into bed with me, it woke me up. Which, God Forgive Me, was the wrong thing for him to do. I wanted to punch his face off. As I write this, I have to chuckle to myself a little bit. I didn't scream though, I got up, went to the bathroom, and came back to bed. This conversation happened,
   "Can I snuggle you?"-Him
   "NO....please don't touch me..." -Me
   He loves me in the morning. He's a good man.

I know there are more reasons than that, but I can't think of them, and I want a nap. :)

Hope you laughed at this, maybe even a little. 

But if you didn't, I'm in that mood, where, really, I don't care. 

That Is All