This isn't my story, but the story of a running friend of mine. Beautiful girl, 26, in a new relationship with a guy that has turned serious. It's the boy's (I'm in my 40's and he's in his 20's so yes, I said "boy" and I meant it) first serious relationship and, as my friend reported, he still has a few things to learn. To wit, the other week my friend warned her boyfriend that she was feeling PMS-ee.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I just feel kind of fat and like I may burst into tears," she said.
He took her hand, looked into her eyes and in all seriousness asked, "Are you pregnant?"
She told this story at girl's night out and we all died laughing. Our new code phrase for when we feel sad or bloated is now, "Are you pregnant?"