Whoever

invented white chocolate coconut coffee creamer is a GOD or GODDESS!! It's so good I don't think I even cared that it wasn't low fat. ::shrugs:: Well it is Saturday (for those who had yet to notice) and this Saturday my husband does NOT have his head in the toilet and I don't have a migraine (yet). It's a good day. Shadow has already supplied me with his urine sample for this week (good kitty) and Darwin is actually calm for the moment. J is in the office doing who knows what on the computer and I'm here enjoying my coffee. I'm trying to not stress and I think so far I'm doing ok. I have to make another doctor's appointment. My mother in law switched my PCP for me and now it's time to start it up. I'm feeling extremely uncomfortable since I didn't get my period this month either and I don't feel it coming. I thought maybe....but no. So that keeps my no blood for 09 streak going. Hot dog.

It's the last day of February today which means tomorrow starts the birthday countdown. 1 Month until the big 25. I told J I wanted to do something that we've never done for my b-day which would be see people but I think I may just be fooling myself. We have so few friends and I do mean few...to the point where no one remembes my birthday unless I remind them, and now with the advent of facebook and myspace and those lovely reminders. Yay. Even still, it's on a weekday this year and I truly hate celebrating things on a day that they aren't so...
I may have just successfully convinced myself that celebrating my birthday is a bad idea. :) Go me. I wonder if that is a marketable skill. Speaking of which I need to figure out what my marketable skills are...

Enough rambling from me I am sure I am boring you to death. I should finish up this coffee and go take a shower.
Until next time blogger...

OMG

Before I begin I would like you to pick your jaw up off the floor. I am well aware this is the 2nd post in 24 hours. :)

I would first like to thank someone profusely for rescuing me today. She is a new reader as well as my co-worker. Without her I would have been stuck at work all day while feeling as crummy as I do. I think the lamb burgers that we had last night just did not agree with me...last night OR today. J was sick this morning too. :( So! Thank you lady, you know who you are!!

I wanted to add in some photos for you all. some of Darwin as well as the Doom Buggy. Yes my car's name is the Doom Buggy. Why? Well because this hangs in the back window:

Here's a pic of the car from the website, I'll be taking pics of MY car when the weather is nicer.
So now some pics of Darwin for your viewing pleasure. :)

Oh hai, remember me?

I truly am awful at this. I say I'll blog and then I'm never here. I don't know why it stays with me, I'm like a bad boyfriend. One of these days I'll try to sign on and it just won't be here anymore. It would serve me right too. Oh well. Want to know how I bad I've been? Well February has been an extremely productive month. That car we went to look at? Bought it. Have I posted a picture? Nope. Will I? Let's not even go there...
We also added an addition to our family. (No I'm not pregnant gee thanks for reminding me and making me feel like a failure! Sheesh!) We adopted another cat. One and a half year old Darwin. Shadow is not thrilled with him despite Dar being IN LOVE with Shadow. I mean head over heels (paws?!). He looks for him, chasses him, tries to play with him, kisses his head when Shadow is sleeping and tries to snuggle up to his back. That last one only occurs when Shadow is out cold, otherwise it would never happen. It can't if he is aware. I think Shadow regards Dar for what he is, an annoying little brother. Darwin thinks they're playing while Shadow is bopping him on the head and hissing. There's no blood shed so I'm not worrying. Shadow talks tough but this is the first time in 16 years he's figured out he can hiss. :)

Yeah I know, I suck for not posting pictures. Maybe there will be a special post just for pics.

Maybe

Work is work. It's been crazy and annoying. I'm currently supposed to be filing out a profile to help them get me into a better position. There is nothing on these papers that says husband becomes HUGE success and Ashley resorts to 1950's mother and housewife. :( Hmph. (Hell I'd just be happy with the mother bit...) In all seriousness this thing is fuckin hard and I'm taking a break because I was crying out of sheer frustration. (I know I KNOW I am way to fuckin hormonal. Which is a hoot because according to the last lab results I have extremely high testosterone for a girl. Shouldn't I be immune to crying at the drop of a hat? Hah And wait till I find the fucker who keeps dropping his hat....) So yes, profile=evil pile of death papers and Ashley feels like a reject with no marketable skills.

Moving on...

After last Endo visit we learned that I am apparently insulin resistant which means I get to go back on Metformin the evil little pills that make me live in the bathroom. I'm waiting to hear back from my Gyno about this. There has to be another way. I was told the only way to neutralize the high testosterone would be to go on BC. Uhhh moron (Endo) I WANT to get pregnant, not PREVENT it. Asshat. (I've always wanted to say that!! {type that?!} It feels better than douchebag I think...thoughts?)

Fuck them all I say. I'm heading to new territory and by that I mean new docs. My MIL has one in mind so we'll see how that goes. He's a fab diagnostician apparently and since I hate my PCP this seems like a good place to start. If I like him then he can recommend the other docs I need.

I think I may have officially caught up with this thing! Score!! Now leave me some comments to make me feel loved. Leave some!!



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