Welcome Betty.

Caution: Post may be TMI (too much information) for some... though if anyone even does read this, I'm assuming they're girls... 

Every month, we get a monthly "gift" from Mother Nature. This is the ugly sweater gift from a long lost relative who picked your name out of the basket and knows nothing about you... the gift that you absolutely hate. The gift you try hard to be thankful for. And the gift you absolutely dread opening. Each girl should know the feeling. 

I don't know about anyone else out there, but this is how I feel when I am presented with that lovely "gift," or when the "crimson tide" comes rolling in, or when "Aunt Flow" comes for a visit, or "Betty" just rolls right in unexpectedly. 

• IRRITABLE. You might want to stay away from me those few days before Betty comes.
• IMPATIENT. Oh boy, don't leave me waiting for too long. 
• CLUMSY and STUTTERY. I drop things, I trip over small objects, and for some reason I can't even say hello. 
• Like I have ELEPHANTITIS. You've all seen the pictures. I swear I gain twenty pounds. 
• I'm either STARVING or ready to PUKE. I must have food around. But I also can't stand the sight or smell of some food. Like yesterday, I saw Oreos and almost puked. 
• SHOPAHOLIC. Weird, I know, but because I  feel like I weigh 250 pounds I feel like I have to buy new clothes.
• SNAPPY or SASSY. This is Bryan's least favorite part. My true feelings come out. 
•  DIZZY. I can't see straight. Or it may be all of the drugs I'm on due to...
• CRAMPS. I get the WORST cramps. Like the I can't move or think of anything about how I would rather die than suffer these cramps.

Lucky for you guys I am definitely not shy and more than willing to talk about my time of the month. 

Anyone else hate Aunt Flow?

p.s. The nickname Betty came from Mandy, Marianne, 

Emma and I when we were in 8 or 9th grade, I think.