Lori: There’s quite an army of us sufferers.

Elizabeth: This weird phenomenon with the matching cycles is becoming worrisome. Maybe we should start a support group and invest in Advil stocks.

Toni: Thanks.

Casey: Apparently we are not the only ones in sync. I didn’t know that kind of stuff could get aligned via internet connections. I’ll exercise, I’ll exercise, just please don’t sing.

Leah: Thanks for the bloggy hugs. Yep, Bon Jovi works, so does Gloria Gaynor’s “I Will Survive”.

Dysfunctional Mom: Aunt Flo is a total beeotch.

Sheila: I might have to wear that tee-shirt of yours all month. I wish I knew where the socks went, it would help if my kids deposited them in the hamper like they were supposed to.

bmommy: Thanks for the kind words, SITSta. I thought for a minute maybe you were menopausal, thanks for clearing that up.

Lydia: I think my PMS has gotten worse over the years, maybe it’s all them kids, maybe it’s my *gasp* age. But I’m a mess when it comes on. A mess. You have my sympathy.

Kia: Yet another simultaneous PMSer. I read about your accident. Glad you’re okay. I was in the process of commenting when something distracted me, maybe a screaming kid or a different screaming kid. I dunno. Thanks alot for the tag. Really. Thanks. Sarcasm doesn’t translate well in text does it.

Aubrey: My husband will appreciate the golf clap. Again, PMS sensitivity training seems in order.

Tammy: A band might help us all work out our aggressions. I call the tambourine as I have no musical talent whatsoever.

Kat: Brains are yummy.

Kelly: Another one bites the dust! Glad to know I’m not suffering alone.