I'm going to do myself an injury if I don't stop trying to push up my glasses.
heh.
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I'm going to do myself an injury if I don't stop trying to push up my glasses.
heh.
The best husband award goes to TCG who is making me a frittata, not for tonight, but so I can have lunch for the next few days without having to think too much.
Brilliant.
TCG is making me happy, and doesn't even know it.
He is the bestest, and you deserve to be spoiled some.
I have moved to the other coast of Florida to stay with my sister now. This is project get #1 son away from the unhealthy environment. Since part of this is going to the gym every day it should be good for me too. He has ridiculous amounts of physical energy, when he isn't sleeping that is. He does a lot of that too. Full speed, or asleep.
I have moved to the other coast of Florida to stay with my sister now. This is project get #1 son away from the unhealthy environment. Since part of this is going to the gym every day it should be good for me too. He has ridiculous amounts of physical energy, when he isn't sleeping that is. He does a lot of that too. Full speed, or asleep.
Best of luck, Laura. Is he going along with all of this?
TCG is making me happy, and doesn't even know it.
He is the bestest, and you deserve to be spoiled some.
He very much is the bestest, especially since I have been taking out all of my hormonal crankiness on him. I'm sure he'll be happy when Mom gets back from Florida so that I can take out some of my crankiness on her instead. I realized last night that a lot of my crankiness is because I'm feeling very guilty about the fact that I'm hating being pregnant considering how long and how much work it took to get pregnant.
He is going along with it, but really he doesn't think he has a problem so I am less than optimistic.
I realized last night that a lot of my crankiness is because I'm feeling very guilty about the fact that I'm hating being pregnant considering how long and how much work it took to get pregnant.
Oh I totally get that. A dear friend of mine had issues getting pregnant because her DH took medications that required them to 'wash' his sperm and do IVF. It took 2 or 3 tries and her pregnancy with twins was horrific the entire time. Blood pressure issues, huge swelling issues, headaches, misery. The boy and girl were born way early and all the stress and so forth with that. Anyway, when any people suggested she ever get pregnant again she growled that only by divine intervention. Note that the kids are grown now and in college and all healthy and stuff.
I have to say I LOVED being pregnant. Ate anything I wanted and was never sick. Loved the attention and smiling old ladies and tummy pats. If it weren't for the whole labor and delivery thing, and the next 20 some years part, it was all good.
I have an intake appointment on Monday at 11 am. If they accept me I'll start Tuesday at 9. It's a three hour program. I told Mom she's going to come up for part of this, there's a chance it will be 3 days a week or 5 days week not sure how long it will last. I probably should have asked that but I was just glad to get the appointment and I was half awake. I need to get up earlier if I'm going to be some place at 9 am.
Also Mom is coming up but she has to figure out when.
Anyway, when any people suggested she ever get pregnant again she growled that only by divine intervention.
I'm fairly certain we're done after this. I can't imagine going through all this and dealing with a toddler. Plus, we're old.
Diabetic counselor cancelled my appointment for tomorrow because there was a death in the family, and apparently she is the only counselor they have. So, no new appointment for 2 weeks. I have a call into my doctor's office so that I can at least go over my current numbers with someone. Part of me is relieved because it was going to be a very tight squeeze to get from one appointment to the other at completely different hospital.