She's alive... maybe

OK- I don't get sick. I have been that way since I started school. Momma always said "she is as healthy as a horse" and "she has a cast iron stomach". Those phrases didn't describe me this week. The bug that got me, got me good. By Thursday I had to go to the doctor. I got 2 shots in the butt and a perscription for an antibiotic and cough medicine and I still don't feel all that great. It was easier to fake it yesterday but I slept until 9:45 today and I could still crawl back in bed and take a nap. I am breathing better and the cough isn't nearly as bad so i guess i am on the up swing.
  We are going to Jutta's house for Halloween and I can't wait to see the girls in their costumes. I made Apple Crack and I plan on eating some real food tonight. Have a Happy Halloween with all of your little gobblins and be safe!

I hate being sick!

I have run a low grade fever all day today. I don't think it ever got higher than 100.1 but I still feel like crap. I don't do sick well and Bart doesn't do me being sick well either. He has been very sweet all day but I know he is worried.  I am sure it is nothing but I hate being sick. So, i am off to sleep again... I'll be back when I'm better.

Friday...at last

It is such a beautiful day today. The high was like 72 degrees and the sun was shining all day. I just want to go sit in the backyard with the dogs and bask in the sunshine. Problem... we have no patio furniture. Nor do we have a patio, a nice porch but alas no chairs to lounge on and I am not one for sitting on the ground. We are having a family fun night tomorrow at my sister-in-law's house. It is always fun but last month it was a hoot and a half with Mr. Barry impersonating Hillary Clinton. I think I am going to run to Target tonight and see if I can find a new, interesting game. I saw Funglish the other day and it looked promising. I'll let you know how it turns out. No real plans for the weekend but Tuesday Bart and I are going to New Orleans to see Star Wars in Concert. He is so thrilled. Have a good weekend and I'll let you know how the new game and the concert turn out. =)

Christmas is coming....

I am not normally an early shopper for Christmas but this year I am inspired early. I have started making my gifts for school and I have a good idea what I want to get everyone. I just don't know what to get Bart's brother and his wife. Something will come to me. Last year my mother-in-law invited me to shopping day (the day after Thanksgiving) and I had a great time and found a bunch of good deals. I like to make as many gifts as I can but some people are hard to craft for. I am going to make tutus for the little girls and the teenagers are getting gift cards. I hate gift cards but the teenage set doesn't make gift giving easy. When I finish the stationary sets I am making for my co-workers I will post a picture. OK I am rambling, time to go cook dinner.

Mother Nature

Mother Nature is a bitch I tell ya. Bart and I had a nice dinner at a local Chinese restaurant and went do a little wandering around Target. $79 later we walk out with curtains for the bedroom closet (finally), a makeshift witches costume for me (that will be a whole other post) and some chips. We get home and my monthly gift has arrived. So that 1% chance that we were successful this month on the baby making project has now been dashed. The good news is that I seem to back to my 28 day cycle and I did not cry nor do I feel like crying. In the past few months I cried even when I knew there was no chance that I was pregnant. All of the emotions involved I guess. So here we go, off on another month of "trying" to make a baby. Lord help us. No really- we need His help and I am not too proud to beg.

Date Night

Bart and I are having a date night tonight. Not that we really need a date night we can do that any time we want but when he walks in the living room and says "How about date night tomorrow?" How can I tell him no? So no cooking for me tonight. I am going out to eat with my honey. Where you ask? I have not a clue, he won't tell. I don't care really but I'll let him think it is killing me to know what his plans are.

The Doctor's office called yesterday with my blood work results. It seems that with 2000mg of Glumetza daily my progesterone is up to 9.7. Considering that the "magic number" is 10, I feel like we are on the right path. I have to let go and let God do his work. I am such a micro manager of my own life. I have such a hard time letting go. But I am really trying this time. I guess I feel like if I write about here then it can't take up space in my brain and stew. Plus, I won't drive everyone crazy with my baby obsession.

Speaking of baby obsession, I am knitting a baby blanket. I saw one on a blog somewhere and I fell in love with it. I love to knit. It helps to calm me and get my mind to slow down. I can't really think about much while i am knitting beside the task at hand. I picked out two really pretty colors, this cool, grayish brown, sort of a taupe and a very pretty cream. I have no pattern and no clue what I am doing but I do know it will have 4 large stripes. This yarn is a very chunky yarn so i used a pair of number 17, circular needles and I cast on 99 stitches to start. I hope I finish it...

10 things you might not know about me...

I love these "quizzes" that you get from time to time in your inbox and thought I'd share one of my own.
1. I am super ticklish- you don't even have to touch me really. Just the thought of you tickling me can make me laugh.
2. I wanted to be a fashion designer when I was little. I just couldn't make the pictures I saw in my head come out onto paper.
3. My lucky number is 5.
4. I hate to drive. I would rather someone else do that.
5. <- That's my number =). I should really say 55 is my lucky number since my birthday is May 5, otherwise known as 5/5.
6. I want to be a momma so bad it actually hurts.
7. I am a procrastinator. My mom says I was born that way.
8. I was born 2 months premature. There goes mom's theory on me being born a procrastinator.
9. I love birds- images of birds not the actual live ones. I'm not sure why I am so enamored with "little fat" birds but I am.
10. I love to cook- really I do. I enjoy cooking dinner every night. Don't get me wrong, i enjoy a good night out with a meal but there is just something comforting about providing dinner for my husband.

I love Mondays.... NOT

I am not a morning person. My mother would tell you that this is a major understatement. I woke up a little late and rushed to get my blood work done and guess what? I beat the vampires to the office but it is all done. I hate giving blood. I don't know what it is, probably the fact that it is very hard to stick my veins. The vampire, I mean lady, was very good and got it on the first try. The Dr. says the magic number on the Day 21 blood work is 10. Last month I had a 4.7. I hope it goes up this time.
On to other topics... My school is going through SACS accreditation this year and our QART review is this week. I was a chairperson for one of the standards and I have to give a 2-5 minute talk about my standard. YUCK!!!! I am getting better about talking in public but I still talk too fast. I just need to breathe. Otherwise this week at work/school (those two words are one and the same in my book) looks like it is going to be pretty good. i only had tutoring tonight so i will be home by 5 on Wednesday (after the QART members give us the results of our review after school).
Wow! 10:00p.m. I'm heading to bed before I end up waking up late tomorrow too.

Your time will come...

"Don't worry, your time will come." I think I have hear that more times in my life than I care to count. If anyone ever reads this blog I am now married to Bart the wonderful 25 Days of Christmas guy. We were married on June 6, 2009 and have been trying to get pregnant since. We have yet to be successful and while I know we have only been married 4 1/2 months and that is not enough time to start worrying, I worry. I am 38 and I feel like my fertility window is about to close. I am getting my Day 21 blood work done Monday and we will start the cycle all over again. This month I am not going to tell Bart anything about this or that week being "the week" and I am going to not get so uptight and anxious (yeah right). Here we go, may this month be fruitful... Lord willing.