Thursday, April 28, 2016


my dad and me.


It's my dad's birthday soon, so happy bday, Dad. My friends call him Ice, though, for reasons I'm literally too lazy to type out, but in honor of his birthday, I thought I would offer up some #ICEadvice.

Please get that trending.


These are just little things my father has taught me through the years, blah blah blah, I hope someone besides my dad is still reading this. I'll try not to make it mushy or sappy, but funny. Bear with me, you can do this, #ICEadvice.

Also I texted my dad and asked him to send me a pic of him and me and he sent me these:

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

200th Post

This is my 200th published post.


That means there are plenty of half-ass written posts sitting in my drafts folder that are either not funny enough to post or there is just not enough of a story there.

Friday, April 22, 2016

Tay wore white to another person's wedding and I respect that

For someone who has sooooo many girlfriends, this is like rule no. 1. Don't wear white to someone else's wedding.

This is Taylor's second crime in the 'being a guest to a wedding' department.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016


I met a man named Patrick on Saturday night and after he told me he respected my sense of humor, I ran this blog post idea past him and he liked it. So if you think this blog is especially stupid, take it up with Patrick, not me. I don't have Patrick's contact info, but I know his name is Patrick, he works as a Nike store manager, he lives in Uptown, and he told me his name was Jimmy at the beginning of the night. It's amazing what I can remember even after three beers and three sleeps.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Winston and Chloe and my roommate's sanity

L I F E  L A T E L Y

You know bloggers who post a new blog and it's titled "Life Lately" and it's really annoying because it's not original at all and you feel sorry for them because you know no one will respect them? I can say this because people really respect a blog called "Just PMSing."

Anyway, I just have a really funny, adorable story to share, so everyone strap in because I already hate this post and I haven't even hit publish yet.

I'm so sorry.

My roommate's dog, let's call him Winston, is precious.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

I'm a walking pharmacy

I don't know how to say this without sounding like a drug-fueled hippie. I also don't know if that's a saying, but here we are.

And here's my purse.

With exactly six pill bottles in my purse at all times. My friend asked me the other day why I haven't carried the purse she got me and I was like IT CAN'T HOLD ALL MY PILLS. Let's get to know all my pills, shall we.

Monday, April 11, 2016

The moment I knew I hit rock bottom: Tuna salad debacle

This is a Just PMSing original series titled "The moment I knew I hit rock bottom" where I tell y'all about some of my lowest moments. Don't feel sorry for me. Just laugh and buy me a drink. If you have a story you feel can top mine, then start your own blog.

It's 11 a.m. CT Saturday morning at Social House in Uptown, Dallas, Texas, America.

My friends and I have gathered to partake in something pretentious millennials like to call "brunch." It's a time where you drink mimosas, eat breakfast food, and talk about last night's happenings all while sitting outside on a pretentious porch somewhere.