Tuesday, 30 August 2011
The problem with PMS
I don't know about everyone else but PMS for me used to mean pigging out on all my favourite foods. Cravings and portions beyond my wildest dreams. Now with my quarter of a stomach, all I can do is dream. Dream about sitting down in front of a massive bowl of bacon and tomato spaghetti. Dream about the deliciousness of a king size Crunchie (or 2). Or dream about the 750ml Ice break chilled to just on freezing and then skulling until you get the inevitable cold headache... Now, while I can have those things, the portions are so small it defeats the purpose of a good quality PMS pig out!! *Sighs* Looks like I'll have to replace those cravings with mood swings and excess hormones... Poor husband.