I'm pms-ing like a mother fucker today. Ok - pms might not be the correct term for when Aunt Flo has set up shop in my uterus and is pissed off and angry at me and causing hemorraghing the size of golf balls to run rampant out of my body. Hore. Slut. Cunt. I fucking hate Eve for introducing her to the Human Race. And because I am the mother fucking MOMMY OF THE YEAR I waited until my 12 year old asked me "Why are you so Grumpy?" to let my family have it this morning. I loudly told them all in grave detail why mommy was so grumpy. Thank gawd I have boys who have learned long ago to hike up the boot straps and don't take anything personal. Xav was hyper and lovey like it never happened. Austin gave me a worried hug and kiss. I stormed out the door to haul the brats to school and sped off to the store for a tampon refill where I called Twin back. "You knon - maybe you should not talk at all instead of being a HEINOUS BITCH to your offspring when it's not their fault???" And she oohhed and awweed over the goodies I sent her. BTW TWIN - you received 2 of my fav-o-rite shirts because you are my favorite person in the world. And I know that someday - if I want them - I can get them back. And when I cooled off and headed home, there awaited Butch. "I've figured out a solution. You. Need. A. HUG." And as he wrapped me in his arms I broke down and bawled like a baby. *sigh* Now I have to wrap this up and wade into the fun of paperwork and organizing 108 tenant files which has been long overdue my attention...
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darla
5/27/2011 16:29:26

LMAO twin and the photo was perfect!!! And he's right ... We just need a hug!

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5/28/2011 01:42:45

Aw your Butch is a honey!
When I am PMS I tell my knucklehead and my Glugster so they have fair warning. The knucklehead and I have always had this arrangement and I'm hoping he'll be able to use the knowledge and attitude in future romantic relationships.
:D

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    Dear Twin... sometimes words come out of my mouth before my brain has a chance to stop them... well aint that the life...

    Bex

    Some people make parenting look sooo easy.  They are big fat liar pants.  Parenting is hard.  Kids can be awful.  They don't come with an Instruction Manual.  I started young and have grown up with them.  We have gone through a lot together.  And I would have never been able to do it without the wonderful family I have.  I started blogging because of Twin.  She said that it wasn't nice of me to take a Bad Day out on the Hubby or the Brats.  And so this began.... it's my Rantings From The Time Out Corner... because, let's face it - when I'm full on Cranky Pants... my hubby doesn't fail to make me go Sit One Out for the Team.  (for more see ME above)

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