Even though you give me camps that make me feel like someone is stabbing me in my uterus, thank you for not being as bad as some others. We have a long journey ahead of us and I know you’ll be there whenever I need you the least.
Why thank you for understanding me! Hugs to you honey.
I know I can be a tad impolite, have poor timing, bring on pain among many other “emotions” but hey, I like to be heard. Your first challenge is succumbing to the fact that you need to understand me. Next challenge? Learn how to work me over to work my best for you. A few tips...this includes nutrition, exercise and you time.
A few choice stories from the Story Series
8th grade graduation party, we were all outside celebrating and C.W. and I decided to climb the fence of the neighboring park district pool, and jump in fully clothed. The entire class promptly followed us. While sitting in a room waiting for our punishment I got my period in soaking wet white shorts.
Dear Still Embarrassed,
I think you should be grateful. This is a life lesson ... don't wear white shorts. Everyone who wears white shorts should be punished.
Your Period Fashionista
Thank you for making me the woman I am today. I hate you. I appreciate the bigger boobs. Eat that sandwich!
You are oh so welcome for the bigger boobs shuga. Here to help monthly until the day I die.
Ha, ha, ha
That post stress that you are providing the last two nights that consist of sweating in bed while my mind debates "hmmm maybe I should've worn a pad" or better yet "maybe it isn't over" is simply just wrong. Maybe I should follow in the footsteps of a new leader and just deny?
Cleavage and elbow sweat
As in all long term relationships, you should realize that stress is part of the game. However, I never thought you would be so low as to compare the dynamics of our relationship to the new president. That's just dirty...I may retaliate next month, just sayin'