Next Year

Can someone please remind me how much I dislike having my house full of people?

I am naturally an introvert, so I do not understand my own compulsion to invite a bunch of people over to my house for any kind of event (even something as awesome as celebrating LM's birthday). There are currently 8 more people under my roof than usual and they're all OOT overnight guests who will be here all weekend. Yaaaaaayy... *note lack of enthusiasm*

I am happy that both my little brothers, SIL, and niece are here, and I super happy that my grandma and grandpa came out when they originally said they wouldn't be able to. I am NOT happy that grandma also brought my uncle and his family. I only sent them an invitation because my grandma is staying with them right now, so the lack of an invite for them would've been really noticeable. My little cousin is a shit. He's the only precious boy and is permitted to run around and be a terrorist. He is always bugging the crap out of LM. He's the type of kid that will play nicely until he gets bored and then feels the need to push or smack or steal a toy and make LM cry. Luckily all LM has to do is run to one of our dogs. Cousin is terrified of dogs and Biddle is always more than happy to growl (or even just look) at him and he runs crying to his mommy. I do not feel bad about it. She protects him. That's her job.

I was able to escape for a while and took my brothers and SIL shooting. My SIL turned out to be kind of a badass behind the rifle. She could totally be the sniper cover on my Zombie Apocalypse Survival Team ;)

Then we got back to the house... *ugh*


Lord, give me the patience to get through this weekend. I would ask for strength, but then I would have to also request bail money...

Oh, No Pressure...

First my little sister... now my best friend. Both are pregnant with due dates three weeks apart. The second level of epicness has been added and I'm so crazy happy for them right now! But this is seriously not helping the big ball of insanity that is swirling around in my head. They have both promised to send fertile thoughts to my ute this weekend. LMAO!

AW time!

If you can't be an AW on your own blog, then really, where can you do it?

Yesterday MyLovf and I celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary! Being that it landed on a Tuesday, we were really only able to go to dinner, but he was able to take the day off from work. That seriously never happens. We lounged around the house for most of the day and were just together. It was perfect. We are planning to actually do something to celebrate, but we have a lot of people coming for Memorial Day and LM's birthday party is this weekend, so it'll have to wait a little while. No biggie.

I really should be cleaning and getting things ready right now instead of blogging, but eh... I'm trying to get myself motivated to go clean the bathroom.

On the TTC front, today is CD8 with O predicted for Saturdayish. Should be fun to HIO with a house full of people. We talked about EOD this cycle, but we'll have to see how that goes. He comes home really tired most days and crashes right after dinner clean up.

Gotta add a LM note because he has been especially adorable today. I let him play a few Disney Jr. games on the computer while I make his breakfast and clean up a little bit. The whole time he played today he would randomly yell "I lub you, MOM!!!" So stinkin' cute :)

Woot woot!

Before I started posting in the forums again I tried logging in to my old account only to find that somehow my sign in had been changed and my post count was gone! I contacted TB gods and let them know what happened. I got an email back two days later saying something about the profile being corrupted, but they would try to fix it. I waited for a couple of weeks before finally giving up and creating a new account. Then today (after a little bit of wine *cough*) I logged in to my old account by accident and voila! There it was! My old sign in and my hard earned post count were restored!

This post serves no purpose other than to Yay about not being labeled a newb anymore. Carry on.

WTF?

But this is a what-a-nice-surprise wtf...

AF only lasted three days! I don't think I've ever had such a short one, that ish usually hangs around for like a week. It kicked my ass and I hated it, but whatever! It's gone!