this is traumatizing.

But wait, theres more!!

I ♥ this song! HYSTERICAL!!

I've Seen Pubic Hair

Are we familiar with OBO? And, im craving HOTDOGS!

People, when you put something for sell use lingo like this "Blankety blank available, good condition, no known issues $240". By placing an ad craigslist, it is IMPLIED that you will negotiate SOMEWHAT. When you place an ad like this "Blankety blank, available, good condition, negotiable, asking $240, will take $130" what do you THINK people are going to offer? Gee, you'd have to be REALLY special to say, hey, I think I'll offer that there fella $200 and see if he'd take it. RIGHT, the cats out of the bag, you are VERY negotiable. And you have a bottom dollar already in mind. If you feel the need to express that you are negotiable, use lettering like "OBO" which means "OR BEST OFFER" (and doesnt mean 'will take no less than $130). Often, people will offer you more than your bottom dollar if you'd just hang tight. Or, say something like "slightly negotiable" or "may negotiate" . Learn posting etiquette!

As for the hotdogs, I think its a side effect of the medication, but I can normally go years without a hotdog, but ive recently ingested about 10 hotdogs. We had hotdogs for dinner on Tuesday & Wednesday. I had a hotdog for breakfast this morning and 2 hotdogs for lunch. If each hotdog is 4% unknown, ive ingested 40% unknown material. Thats like, almost half of a rat. Yummy... Even that cant kill it. Those hotdogs were GOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD!!! Now, off to work to get our asses chewed in the meeting. Maybe I can ralph up a hotdog.


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I ♥ Faces -Texture!

Well, ive struggled with this all day. I was initially confused by the texture, then unsure what picture I should post. Ive settled on this one. I personally love nature photos, that include lots of texture, but they dont TYPICALLY include myself or anyone else. This is me with my boy, Angus. We were at my mamaw & papaw's house in West Virginia. This is one of the most relaxing places Ive ever been.

When I was a kid, the very bridge in the background petrified me. The wood is old railroad tie type planks underneath, covered with big flat planks on top. The spacing between them is so large (by large, I mean, 4 inches?) that I was convinced that I would fall through and into the creek below - the very same creek that I traversed on a regular basis. Somehow, it was way more scary when you could possibly fall in. This is also the very same bridge that I was left on while "snipe" hunting, and where I finally got the courage to cross it and developed a not at all believable story about the scary snipes I had nearly snagged. It wasnt til years later that someone foiled my confidence in telling me Snipes are fake. Whhooops :) Even today, at 26 years old, the bridge gives me pause. Im a chicken, and I hate bridges, what can I say? It is a gorgeous old bridge, though, and even through my terror I can appreciate that. I havent done a single thing to this picture - its just the way it was taken.. Hope you enjoy it too :) Please leave a comment :)




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Not Me monday! Not us, either!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. Well, here goes..hope you arent traumatized...
I did not wake up early last monday and puke up Domino's pizza. It didnt come through my nose and it didnt spray on my face, and it DID NOT smell exactly like garlic on those breadsticks I love so much. Yeah, that would be totally disgusting. Last week, I did not spend the greater majority of Tuesday sleeping, nope, not me. And on Friday, I did not have a freak out about not ovulating since everyone knows it wasnt supposed to happen until today. Oops. I would never yell at my husband, sit in bed and cry and be a generally whiny person because I always know exactly when things are supposed to happen.
We hosted a baby shower on Saturday. During cleaning, I did not put a few final stray pieces of dirty laundry in the closet floor with the shoes - no, I would never do that!
When people started arriving and couldnt find the house, I did NOT use a hand truck with a balloon tied to it at the top of my drive for people to find my house...that would be totally tacky and redneck. It wasnt bright red with pink balloons, either. NEVER!! My mother would be appalled.
Last night, I did not go to Waffle house with a group of gals and play catchphrase until 4:30 this morning. That would be foolish and I would never do something like that!
John and I did not lay in the bed, sleeping, for 6 hours yesterday - and sleep our entire sunday away...No, we used that time together for fun stuff, since I have to work on Sunday night. Lastly, John did not fall asleep on the couch last night, with all the lights on in the house and the TV blaring. That would never happen because he knows how angry it makes me.

Abandoning the plight...

Well, if it doesnt work this month, I wont continue to try - atleast for now. I gave it 2 months on the drugs, and if its not working, im going to stop, continue my diet, finish losing weight and try again. Thats my decision of the day.

Cry days & Spontaneous emesis.

Ok, so its already no secret to John, but it might be to you. Clomid makes me cry. BooooHOOOO at the smallest thing. On day 3 of the meds last month, a 60 year old man, who we are friends with, told me that he cried over something and that sent me into near hysterics. It was all I could do not to burst into tears while sitting at the dinner table with him. Just because HE cried. Then, John decides to be emotional about an hour later and express his feelings and i DID actually lose it. Sobbed. Felt re-re and sobbed. Sweet. This month hasnt been as bad and I forewarned everyone to keep their hormone-inducing stories to themselves until I was through the worst of it. Now, though, Im experiencing a different trick. Although im finished with the meds, Ive been puking. Well, I actually only puked once but was nauseous like you wouldnt believe for a couple days. I started getting pukey around 8 on sunday night...thought I was hungry, ate some food, got worse, went home, ralphed around 5:45 Monday morning... Then, I was alright all day (shaky and weak kinda) and had dinner around 8 monday night..felt exactly the same!! A nap managed to resolve that one without a bout of puking...but im confused.. Im gonna call today and see if the meds can cause that. Weird. Id MUCH prefer to cry. MUCH prefer. Now, off to snuggle with my bulldog and take a quick nap, then clean the house since we're hosting a baby shower this weekend! yay!

Im home!!

I made it, safe and sound :) I did have a rather traumatizing experience, but its all good! Denver was a BLAST and I probably should've just visited Denver and had my friend come down to hang out for a few days... But, then again, she's pregnant and has a difficult time breathing on a regular basis because of how he is positioned. Anyway, the place I visited in Nebraska was LITERALLY the middle of nowhere. 8 minutes on a dirt road to get to a paved road, then 15 minutes to get to a town - a town that had a pharmacy. Insane. The actual TOWN she is from has 202 inhabitants. Crazy!! The people were SUPER nice though and I could see the charm. Lots and lots of cows.... Oh, and did I mention there were ALOT of cows??

I spent time with my friend Sam,who lives in Denver. I met her about 6 years ago, in school, and once I recovered from my intimidation, we were fast friends. She was in my english class and the dude didnt like her - I'll never forget LOL. Anyway, Sam let me crash on her couch and monopolize her day. I drug her all over town, forced her to eat pizza buffet, skip a nap, and miss seeing her man. She did it all in good spirits though and I had a blast!! We visited Estes Park - literally, only visited. Tripped in one side of a t-shirt store and out the other.... I also got to see my friend's band play - its a new band (Saints of Taint, name leaves something to be desired...but I didnt get a choice in the matter) and it was alot of fun. Felt really really good to be back in Denver and reminded me how much I MISS that place!!

I started my 2nd round of meds - had to have them filled in Small Town, Nebraska because they werent called in @ my pharmacy here before I left. That was fun and required an almost 2 hour drive to get them. Apparently, everyone is very fertile in most towns and they dont require help. I also visited a Target in Small Town, Nebraska and managed to drown my woes in baby clothes for Wifey's baby. That always makes me smile :)

So, I took lots of pics...Enjoy :)

I am struggling.

I am struggling to remain positive and have a happy outlook on life. Everyone around me is finding out they are pregnant. I think I know 700 people RIGHT NOW that are expecting. Its ridiculous. And its hard to listen too and learn about. So there. Couple that info with the fact that Im getting on a plane in a few hours and I am reallllyyyy sensitive. Im on day 4 of my meds for this month :) The fun will resume as soon as I land in Greensbor, im sure. lol. Thats all for now!

Our news...

Its not great news, just news. I have struggled with how much I wanted to share, but Ive decided (largely in part to me being completely booooreeed right this second) that now is a good time to share.

John and I have decided to start fertility meds. We actually already have one month under our belts. The first month went really well (*slight blush*) but was unsuccessful in getting us pregnant. It was successful in a few things though.
1)I ovulated. Prior to this month, I had never gotten a positive ovulation strip. I did indeed have a positive strip, so that was good news.
2)My progesterone level came back @ 15. This level indicates, via blood, that I ovulated and the medication worked. Also a great sign. Confirmed that the strips were also accurate.
3)I found out that I did not have large cysts on my ovaries. ALso a good sign. Occasionally, people respond to this medication by developing cysts - sometimes, verrrryy large cysts that prevents the continued use of the drug.

We're on month 2 now and hoping for the best!! Think positive thoughts for us, and please send up a prayer.
And.... dont wonder where Im at if I find that I do not have the time to blog in about 2 weeks :)

Other things - in Nebraska right now, visiting my friend Wendy, who is ready to pop out her little boy any minute. She is adorable pregnant, and Im so glad ive gotten the opportunity to spend time with her before the baby comes, and to see her pregnant. I hate missing out on stuff like that with your close friends. Nebraska is BITTERLY cold right now (although today DID get up to 40 degrees) but its absolutely beautiful. I am looking forward to being home though :) (Not the flight, just being home, I miss my hubby) Here are a few pics - Enjoy!

Leavin....on a jet plane!

Headin to Nebraska (via Denver, first). Catch ya on the flipside!

Bling Bling..uh... Blitches!

I cant believe I forgot to tell everyone what I got for christmas!!! John did a WONDERFUL job :) I knew I loved him for a reason!! (except my love is slightly thawed when he coughs on my head @ 4am) Anyway, isnt it wonderful???? ♥

Comedic Calamity

We had a mild calamity.

I got off work a tiny bit early on Saturday, and in celebration of our now smoke free state (I do mean the state of north carolina, btw, not our own personal state of being), I joined John & friends at the local pool hall to shoot the breeze for a few. We stayed a while, visited the waffle house, then headed home.

It is BITTER cold right now. Around 15 degrees at night. B-I-T-T-E-R. John was sleepy so we rode together, in my car, with me driving.
We got on the interstate and the wind was just pouring into the car, even though the windows were up. John realized his door wasnt closed all the way, so he pulled it - nothing. He opened it quickly (on the interstate, mind you) and shut it - nothing. Still open. He fiddled around and slammed the door about 2300444000 times before I decided to pull over. We stopped and he slammed it about 3004 more times before finally rolling the window ALL the way down, reaching out, grabbing the handle outside and shutting the door.
VOILA! It worked. Door shuts.
We can now continue on our finger numbing nose frozen journey. Get back on the interstate and GUESS WHAT? The window wont roll up. LOL. Seriously? I laughed so hard at his expression. Poor dude just wanted to catch a nap but was destined to freeze to death. We did finally manage to get the window up and all was well. He got a tiny nap before we got home...I was so amused!