Ok, I have a confession to make. I just totally freaked out on my poor SO for no rational reason whatsoever. I worked myself into a complete frenzy over something really, really, really stupid, and then totally reamed him for it.
I swear, PMS for me is like open season on any testosterone-bearing creature in the vicinity. What's up with that???
Now you'll all excuse me whilst I go beg some forgiveness. Argh. The worst part about being a b&tch is admitting it!
Marie

I swear, PMS for me is like open season on any testosterone-bearing creature in the vicinity. What's up with that???
Now you'll all excuse me whilst I go beg some forgiveness. Argh. The worst part about being a b&tch is admitting it!
Marie