So based off the overhwelming repsonse I got to the Adam issue, I'm probably not going to contact him. I figure I'll just wait for our ten year class reunion. I did have a strange dream that he was in last night, but for the first time EVER in a dream that he was involved in, he looked like he does now. Not like my high school Adam. Very strange.
On a totaly different topic, why is it that when Maggie has puke breath, meaning she's puked somewhere and I haven't found it yet, that she wants constant attention? Like right now she's putting her pukey face near my arm and wagging her tail. The fact that I am not allowing her in my lap because of her stinky breath makes her want to be in my lap even more.
It's People Magazine Day! (Think Billy Madison's voice.) I'm going to page through the wonderful glossiness and then I'll be sad because I read it too fast and will have to wait for next Friday to get another one. And yet, I do it the same way every week. Weird....
I'm on the second day of my Clomid...again...and this time the headaches and hotflashes came on right away. Today I was so warm that I had to open a window and the kids were screaming about how cold it was. Okay, they weren't screaming because I'd kill them if they did....but they were definitely whining.
Kendall and I are going to his parent's house tomorrow to celebrate his dad's birthday. I'm sure that I'll have a story to tell after this visit. Between the inflamatory things my mother-in-law will probably say and the Clomid, I'm sure I'll have something to share....
2 comments:
I hear ya' on the Maggie thing. My boys do that, except with them it's the other end...whenever they've got smelly butts, those butts are always in our faces.
Bad kitty breath is bad too... my boys do the butt thing too... oh so gross.
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