Swim baby swim!!

A totally inappropriate but HILARIOUS cartoon I found to kick off my blog today.

GUESS WHAT?!?!?!

My follicles are rockin their little socks off!! WOOHOOO!

My ultrasound went super duper awesome today and so I gave myself a trigger shot (to force my body to ovulate) with the BIGGEST needle IN THE WORLD!!!

ok, ok maybe it wasn’t THAT big

…at 1:15 today.  Annnd tomorrow morning we make the drive to Dallas at 5 am *gasp* to get the IUI.

I am OVER THE MOOOOOOON!  Tomorrow is the day we will make a baby.  I just know it will work.  And I know in my heart it will stick this time.

So I need y’all to do me a favor…

Say a prayer, cross your fingers, rub Buddha’s belly, throw salt over your shoulder, light a candle… whatever you do… do it!  K?

Please???  I will owe ya.  Kay?

Cheers to BM10!!!

PS… Please also say a prayer for my sanity tomorrow because we are going to have to take Monkey to Dallas with us.  The sitter can’t be here because she has a once a year seminar she has to attend for school.  (what are the chances?)  So little Monkey is going to have to make the trek with us.  Which should be awkward to say the least but I am trying to stay positive about it.  *all smiles*

Randomy Random Tuesday Thoughts

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Monkey has learned so many new words lately. He now says “Hi Mama” which is awesome!, “thank you welcome” which is hilar! and “I poop” which has really come in handy.

After he learns one that he particularly likes, he spends the next three days saying it 129385412903813 times.

Most recently, he learned how to say “clock”.  Although with toddler mouth, he leaves out the L.  You can imagine how much so not fun it is when out in public strangers hear my 2 year old scream “COCK!” every five seconds.

It won’t be long before child services shows up to verify that I am not running a brothel in my house.

I just keep saying, “yes Monkey, CLOCK, tick tock goes the cLLLLock” in hopes that the onlookers will see my frustration and not my inner child giggling.

Conversation with my Mother Friday:

Mother:  “What are you going to get Tank for Valentines day?”

Me:  “Just my love.”

Mother:  “Aww, that’s not good.  I think you should write him a poem.”

Me:  “Yeah? Like what?  Roses are red, Violets are blue, you better start picking up your dirty socks, or I’m gonna smack you?”

Mother:  “Ha ha ha ha ha!”

We are getting new furniture for our house.  I feel like a kid at Christmas.  I have never in my life bought new furniture that I picked out.  So this is a totally new thing for me.  And Hubby apparently thinks I have good taste and said yes to everything I chose.  Who knew?

I am actually DREAMING about new furniture now.  This is how bad I want it.  All new living room furniture and a new kitchen table!

I have tons more random but no time to tell you about it.  I will tell you, however, that there is a certain ROCKIN’ AWESOME someone who is designing a new blog page for me and OH MY LORRRRRRD I am so excited.  I feel like… like…  IMPORTANT or something now.  Don’t ask me why.

I can’t seem to find time to read any blogs, so you will have to forgive me for being absent.  I know I sound like a broken record lately, but I seriously cannot figure out who invented the whole “only 24 hours in a day” crap.  That is just complete nonsense.  We should start a petition or something.  Who’s with me?

What is random in your day?

Answer me this… Do you ever make faces behind people’s backs?  Do you think they ever make faces at you?