Paraskevidekatriaphobics, this is a morbid and irrational fear of Friday the 13th. I think 13 is a lucky number, go out and buy a lotto or a scratchie and firmly believe that it will win. What if you do win??? Woot Woot, maybe luck isn't real, maybe bad luck isn't real, maybe we make our own fortune. Happy Friday 13 to you all!!!!

 I've had good times and bad times, was luck involved?

 I survived it all, and lived to tell the tale.

I have another theory:
No matter how evolved we get, some things don't change. Women are built to have babies and nurture them, women are supposed to hang out in groups and prepare food and make their living area nice. They go fishing and collect fruit n berries, older ladies watch the children while the younger ones do the more physically challenging jobs.They hang out at waterfalls swimming and relaxing during the full moon while they are all bleeding in sync.
Men are built to go hunting and work together, they can't be too sensitive or killing a beast would be hard, or killing a besty who has been mauled nearly to death would also be too hard. They weren't made to understand us, cos the other women were there for that, they just had to provide and protect.
Our world requires that most women work, most men don't hunt, but I think we still have those primitive urges and desires, I have a tendency to like big men who look like they can hunt and keep me safe, I like hangin out with my girls too,
My man likes to go to work and hang with his boys talkin up what they do.  They sit around talking about their feats, building up courage and enjoying their time together.
 I think that my lack of understanding of all this stuff might be what killed the relationship between the father of my children and me. Lucky though I really like the relationship I have now, but it was good breeding with a big strong healthy type.
Not so different now are we!!!
BUT
I survive it all, and lived to tell the tale!
Mojo

I have long held this theory, but recently decided to blog. 
SO, why do we have pain, feel terrible and can't be reasoned with, just before or during the bleeding part of our cycle??
Well the bleeding part can be learnt in numerous publications. As for the feeling like crap, intolerance, lack of reason, bloody mindedness and just feeling terrible: No it's not just because we have a tampon inside us blocking the flow and swelling up, or because we have blood leaking out of us filling a pad and feeling pretty disgusting . IT'S BECAUSE WE NEED IT. We tolerate and cope and settle for some pretty sh*tty treatment because it keeps the peace, so on a sliding scale things are getting worse, for three weeks it's sliding we feel bad, we're upset, we tell our girls all about it, but go home and be pleasant. THEN week four arrives, THAT'S IT, You should treat me well and set a good example of how the kids should treat me, you can cook or do the dishes occasionally. the kids can clean up after themselves, eat what's healthy without whingeing AND YOU CAN TELL THEM ALL THAT, BECAUSE I DESERVE YOU TO DO THAT!!!! Not to say it's mummies time of the month, it'll all be better next week, but to say mummy put's up with being our slave and being treated a way that Amnesty International would object to, most of the time, so let's just pick up our game and treat her the way she treats us. With nurturing care.
If all that happened we wouldn't need to feel that way again!!! I know right??
BUT I Survived It All, and live to tell the tale.
Mojo