You know a woman has PMS when.....
She stops reading Glamour and starts reading Guns and Ammo.
She considers chocolate a major FDA food group.
She puts on one of those pads with "wings," then flies off the roof laughing hysterically while riding a broom.
She's developed a new talent for spinning her head around in 360 degree circles.
She retains more water than Lake Superior.
She denies she's in a bad mood as she pops a clip into her semiautomatic and "chambers one."
She buys you a new T-shirt -with a bulls-eye on the front.
You ask her to please pass the salt at the dinner table and she says,"All I ever do is give, give, give! AM I SUPPOSED TO DO EVERYTHING?"
She enrolls in the Lizzie Borden School of Charm.
She orders 3 Big Macs, 4 large fries, a bucket of Chicken McNuggets,and then mauls the manager because they're out of Diet Coke.
I've sent an e-mail to hubby with the pertinent information in bold, you know, just to give the poor guy a head's up.
I'm sweet that way.
I'm thinking I'm going to have to make up my own list. Home Depot will show prominently. I'll have to blog about *that* story although I'm pretty sure I'll come out looking very bad.