In case you were wondering, no, I didn't run off and join the circus to become a trapeze artist (although that would be admittedly cool), it's just been a hell of a week. There's that pesky little thing called my new job taking up a huge chunk of my time, then there's the business of house hunting and everything that goes along with it, and let's not forget the throwing of a 40th anniversary party/Oktoberfest celebration for my parents and last, but certainly not least, the celebrating of Jonathan's 29th birthday which just happens to be today. Just typing all of that out makes want to crawl into bed with a bottle of wine.
Oh, and speaking of wine, I'm on day 4 of Provera to jump start Aunt Flo whodecided to go back to her old ways of RSVPing to the damn party and then not showing up. Gotta love her. Also, in case you missed the connection, in my head Provera --> Period --> Ovulation --> Conception --> Pregnancy = No Wine. Stream of consciousness, much?
Anyhow, we are getting ready to head out for Jon's birthday, but I just wanted to check in to let you know that I'm still alive. Oh, and we did make an offer on the dream house I mentioned in my last post, but unfortunately so did four other people. We are just waiting to hear if our offer was accepted and you know I won't waste any time in telling you if it is! Happy Friday and happy birthday to my love, Jonathan.