I am so sorry for that last post. I was being an absolute….ugh, you know that word that I won’t say, that rhymes with “punt” and that my mother uses to describe Madonna (yes you do, don’t deny it)? Yeah, I was being that. I feel like the biggest baby on the planet – oh,…
Month: August 2007
Hi ho, hi ho…
A-Clomid-ing we (may) go. So my whatchamacalit levels are too low currently and I have a followup with the esteemed Dr. P in a few weeks to discuss the Clomid thing. Every time I type “Clomid” I want to type “Clorets.” In the meantime, I’m going to stick to Metformin as it supposedly may help…
aggh, stupid doctor…
Even after my line about “no more blood until I’m pregnant”, the doctor found another reason to get me to give some up. (big TMI alert!). He was the brains behind the whole pre-diabetes operation last year. I thanked him for that (gift of time, yadda yadda). Today’s question is “Does Elaine ovulate?” Stop asking…
Fine, fine, fine…
(As in, “I am fine”) At the very least, I am better. I would be EVEN better if it turns out anyone in my darling family purchased a Lotto ticket in the last few days. So, things are better in Chez LaineyD. Last weekend was hell on toast and I was beginning to think it…
3 am
Beagles on lap. They are so cute when sleeping. Things are better, not totally. Here is an interesting headline.
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The thing that was bad, is still bad. (Is worse?) Kids, man…they break your heart. (In case you didn’t get the memos, the ugliness is now every Sunday instead of every other Thursday. Mark your calendars). Also: The next person I know IRL to get pregnant is going to get the Secret Baby Stash. There…
mmm, chocolate
I sure would love some chocolate. Mmmm. ( I started this post awhile ago and found it in saved drafts. I don’t remember if I had anything important to say in the post when I started it or not, but I feel that in those few words is a sentence to describe the Human Condition,…
There’s this thing…
So, there’s this thing going on, and it is not good. IS. NOT. GOOD. I can’t blog about it and I don’t think I even want to TALK about it. (Yes, it’s related to my previous post). Something must change. I am scared that there was a point of no return somewhere in the last 48…
Birthday, Schmirthday…
Today is Gene’s birthday (or at least it is for the next 47 minutes). In case you’re wondering, his birthday SUCKED thanks for asking. He had to work all day (after he’d planned to take the afternoon off and hang out with me – I took all day off today) and right as he was…
Once was lost, now, found…
So a week or two ago I got the organizational bug (trust me, the flu bug is a lot easier and at least you get to rest, but I digress) and cleaned out the closet in our bedroom (yes, the new closet was a bit of a mess). There were two boxes STILL full of…