Labor Day

It was a day of labor all right!

We partied for Scott's birthday. I had to sneak away on Saturday to wrap his gifts, get balloons and do some shopping.

We had an awesome Labor Day/ End of summer pool party. Scott spent a few days smoking all the meat and it smelled good. I kept making myself a plate of food then would sit down only to notice that someone had arrived or needed something. So, I would get up, run around and go to sit back down only to find my plate of food gone or being used as someones trash plate. No worries, except when I got a new plate of food, people kept commenting that I was "eating again!" Of course the same happened with my drinks. I would set them down only to pick them up and sip a way to warm drink. Ewww!

My dear friends Lizzy and Dave dropped by. It was wonderful to visit with them. I am hoping that Lizzy and I can do lunch before her boys are born. I have already made a menu of dishes to bring to them once the boys are born.

I got plenty of ass-vise from people regarding ttc too. I was told to "take a vacation" and one gal even offered up her boyfriend since he wants kids and she doesn't. Of course, she also has a "theory" as to why its just not happening. A few people heard (from me) that I had a lap just less then 2 weeks ago. One lady said that Scott and I should start trying "right now!" I smiled and said my usual "we'll see." If only she knew! There was so much more that I choose to ignore since people can piss a women off.

I finally got my first post-lap cycle. OMG! The pain, the cramps, the whole schabam! I swear that I am bleeding to death. Ok, probally not but this freakin sucks! At least my mood has improved some and I am not running to the restroom to do my panty check. I feel less like to commit a homicide now then I did last week. Life if almost good again.