What is it about PMS that makes you want to beat the living crap out of everything and generally irritated beyond any imaginable irritation?  I know, hormones but seriously the amount of irritation and annoyance brought on at that special time of the month is not enjoyable.  Well, it’s not enjoyable to those around me anyway.  My longtime friend Beatrice just told me, after I ranted on and on in a text about how everything was irritating me and I just wanted to tell everyone to fuck off, “Damn LOL Thank God I am not the brunt of your PMS these days.  I paid my dues in that area many moons ago! LOL”  I can fully admit that she did and so did Tricia!  Sigh…  Many a bike got stomped on when that stupid kick stand wouldn’t work properly and many a brush flew across the room when the hair wasn’t working!  I no longer ride a bike that has a kick stand, in fact, I’m not a big fan of riding bikes since they made it a rule that you had to wear a helmet which in turn gives you bad hair.  Now add PMS to that mix and you can see why I stomped on that bike in the first place.  I likely had bad hair that day too as I do believe it was about the same time as that really bad perm that left me looking like Orphan Annie.  Oh I know, the visual on that is priceless and if you knew me at that time you are likely saying “Oh yeah I remember that.” My Dad couldn’t help but laugh after picking me up from that hair appointment and rather that saying it was awful and console me in my grief my Mother told me it helped me build character.  Character building is likely what caused me to smack Danny Stuart across the face in Grade 9 as that dreadful perm was growing out when he repeatedly called me Katie the Cleaning Lady and told me he could turn me upside down and use my hair as a mop.  Beatrice was my witness, and she never forgets anything, I did warn him before the smack.  Now looking back, it was likely PMS!  I’m currently writing this locked in my room after giving myself a time out and I’m irritated because I forgot to bring the ice cream and chocolate sauce with me!

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  1. linda woods says:

    I’m reading this and laughing while hiding in my room with a bag of chocolate chips and the worst fucking case of irritability ever. I get you.

  2. Trish says:

    …I am still bitter about Knots Landing being canceled and O’Ryans sour cream and onion chips lost in space forever…….bitter….

  3. Beatrice says:

    OMG I just LMAO BIG time! Damn PMS! and of course the trip down memory lane…LOL and yes, you did warn Danny in advance! He had it coming fair and square! Lesson he learned that day”Don’t MESS with the Kathleen!!” Good times good times….and that bike was never quite the same after that ‘episode’ either and OG the hairbrush…broken… OMG I will shut up now lest you rehash some of my “episodes in stupidity”…Luv ya!

  4. Patricia says:

    LOL….Thank’s Kathleen for sharing and making a crappy day better… LOL

  5. Well that was amusing. As you know I’m going through withdrawal from a medication that was supposed to help my pain. Instead I blacked out, fell down a flight of stairs, and have extra pain. It aint easy to be a girl. I’m glad there is a pause in my meno. I still have PMS- but maybe it will be over in a year or two. I’ve come 41 years without killing anyone- so I think I’ll make it. Poor bikes :(

  6. Kelly says:

    Schadenfreude. Best word ever. My sore back even feels better after reading that!! PS… do you have Danny’s number?

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