As A Women I'm Entitled...

Last night Paul and I had a little "argument" and he finally said "why aren't we jiving today". You see, he had picked me up from work and we had stopped and got some Chinese food to share for dinner when we got home and I was starving! You see it's my "special" time of the month and I'd just been at work for a nine hour day and I hadn't really had lunch and I was ready to just eat and be done. So we got home and as we pulled into the garage we saw this idiot kid walk into our back yard to jump the fence. Now normally I would have called the cops while chasing this kid down with a shovel for thinking he had any right to use my backyard as some kind of portal to jump the fence to the back of this apartment complex behind our house but it being my special time and I being hungry that superseded everything. Well this upset Paul. So later he said "why aren't we jiving? We come home and all you can think about is running in and eating and then laying down on the couch" - Wow, ladies I know what your thinking and the answer is "no, luckily I don't own any weapons and was standing far enough away from the knives so yes Paul is still alive and does still have all his limbs".
Luckily we were able to talk it through (over a bowl of homemade ice cream of course) and I told Paul "Look, as a women, I'm entitled to once a month be completely irrational but have you pretend I'm making sense. I'm entitled to eat everything in sight and have you be willing to go to the store for any special requests that I might be craving afterward or while I'm finishing off my current dish. I'm entitled to be in intense pain and have you cater to me like I might be taking my last breaths because to me, it feels that way. I'm entitled to make you stop your video game, phone call or TV watching to get me something that is within my reach. I'm entitled to these things because you married me (for better or worse) and while you may not have known about all these "hidden clauses" that's not my fault because as a women I'm entitled to have hidden clauses and bring them into play at my leisure. Hopefully this clears things up for you men reading this and helps all you ladies out there better explain to your significant others about our entitlements as a women.
If all else fails, show them this picture of Sophie (my sister Stephanie's cat) you see the red in her eyes.... that's NOT an effect of the camera! Something to think about.... j/k :)
P.S. There is still ten more days to vote on the cutest kitty so tell your friends :)