And this is why you get your groceries delivered.  Or go on a weeknight.

I hear that. I do not like the Poppy Stare of Death. I do not like it at all.  But I love Poppy, so what can one do?

I guess all you can do is try to keep up the best you can and pray she doesn’t cut your penis off while you sleep. You DO put a snack on her bedside table… don’t you? You KNOW what happens when Poppy gets hungry!

"The cheese stands alone, the cheese stands alone,
Hi-ho, the derry-o, the cheese stands alone.”

I prefer to stay out of the way when the Gia attacks myself.  It happens so rarely though, sometimes she catches me off-guard.  Honestly, I am much, much more likely to snap at her than she at me.

Part of my charm.

Crowds can get overwhelming, for me which makes me cranky and claustrophobic. At least there was forgiveness at the end! I was worried the honeymoon was over. :(

I read Poppy’s version. You got off easy, man.

Wingman, it’s time to shop at 3am instead.  Or, not when I am PMSing.

Ugh. We hate going to the store too. We have discovered that Friday night is the best time to go. So we’ve been doing that.

I really hate the cart parkers who don’t have a clue that there like 100 more people in the store then them.

Husband rams them out of his way. Me, I just push people that hog the aisle.

We’re contact shoppers, need to get done and get the hell out of there!

We have both gotten too frustrated to the point where we have left a cart of crap in the aisle and walked out. F it. We’ll come back some other time.

I go to the grocery on weekdays, like, anytime before 4, when everyone else gets off work. I refuse to go on the weekends, during the day. Because unlike Poppy, I might really kill someone. ESPECIALLY if I have PMS.
Alone with the cheese… that made me laugh.

Do you know that I got this same “speech” (for lack of a better word) from my husband on Saturday?

::sigh::

At least Poppy didn’t scream at you like, uh, someone else I know. ::cough::::totallywasn’tmescreaminghonestly::::cough::

When I act that way, (usually around the same damn time every damn month because PMS makes me into another woman), Daren lovingly says, “Quit being cuntish.”
And yet he lives. 
p.s. I HATE shopping.  My town is full of retirees and they are as slow as they are judgmental and assuming.  Frikken blowhard bluehairs.

I shop on Tuesday nights after dinner. The shelves are restocked and the store is blissfully empty. Just me and my iPod.

Weekend food shopping with a girlfriend with PMS? You were just asking for it, weren’t you?

She has her mother’s stare.

I like going to the store, but I had to change stores because Greg knew everyone in ours and they keep asking me where he is. So I’m hiding out at another Publix.

And BTW - Bubba Burgers are terrific !!

For the record, Dawg IS a joy and delight to live with. 

And Midol is some excellent shit.  ... ahh, because it has an antihistamine.  Gosh, that makes a lot of sense.  Who’s taking the Vegas bets on how soon Midol gets reformulated because the antihistamine in it is used like crack? 

I am totally down for 3am shopping.  And sun poisoning plus hunger plus too much social stimulation has the exact same effect on me as PMS.

Dawg - if I may call you that - no offense, but your surpressed reaction seems even more extreme than the reaction it reacted to.

Maybe that’s part of why you two fit together so well, though....

It doesn’t have to, but it sure did for me. I sure hope it doesn’t for you guys. :D

And I have to agree with Poppy, but I thought Midol was already kinda like crack.

Yeah.  This is why you will never find Tariq and I within ten feet of a grocery store at the same time.  EVER.

If I thought it would lead to make-up cuddling, I’d grocery shop every night of the week.