Ha Ha Ha Ha Stayin' Alive...

Ya I'm alive. Yes I'm a delinquent blogger. True my life is pretty boring right now.

Summer is here and that means that until we take kids to Camp work slows down... like a lot. Praise The Lord because I was feeling pretty burned out. I've kind of been in hiding. And relishing it.

This last weekend was my sweet Hub's birthday! We celebrated all weekend. On Friday his parents came to stay with us overnight to celebrate. We grilled out and I made some delicious creations including Frito Bandito Salad (which is way better than it sounds), Fruit Salad with a delish dip and Strawberry Cupcakes with chocolate frosting! Saturday, his actual birthday, we hung out with his parents. Showed them around his work campus and new office, went to lunch at a yummy seafood restaurant on the lake and then took it easy the rest of the day. That night we watched movies and snuggled! It was bliss! On Sunday we played things low-key and that night my parents came over and brought dinner to celebrate. It was a GREAT weekend.

On the baby front... well... nothing much going on... yet. I'm keeping the faith though. After having been told at the beginning of May that they thought I had ovulated during my period I spent some time and effort talking to Dr. W and getting the facts straightened out. She said that she DID NOT believe that I had ovulated then (like the nurse said). So I ended up getting my blood drawn the last week of May to check my Progesterone levels. That was the week I would have been ovulating (if my cycle was 38 days which it has been since February). She said the tough part was that we could miss the surge by a few days on either side so it wasn't fully conclusive. And I guess we did because I got it came back low. But by my calculator I got my blood taken on Tuesday and my O window was to start on Wednesday and increase through Saturday and then taper off after that. Who even knows. She did up my Metformin by 1 dose bringing my total dosage up to 1000 mg. So technically this could be the two week wait but I'm not expecting anything this month. I'm mostly interested to see if my period stays at 38 days or if it changes either way. Way low expectations. Kind of sad, but just being realistic.

That's my update for what it's worth.

Hope all is well with you my friends!

Much Love To You!

Grown Up Make-Believe

When I imagine myself as a wife... and later as a mother I fancy myself to be very domestic; which most of the time I am woefully not. But I have my moments. It's sort of like grown-up dress-up for me. I pretend I am meticulous at organization (very Martha or like I could be featured in the very cool mag Domino) and get my clean on in brief bursts. I make-believe I'm like Rachel Ray and can whip up yummy things easily while keeping my sense of humor intact and floating around the kitchen gracefully. I play domestic goddess as I toss laundry into the washer and sometimes I even stop long enough to squirt on some spray & wash. So since I imagine such roles for myself to act out (I really missed my theatrical calling) it is obvious that these qualities aren't always my mode of operation. I'm hoping that maybe someday if I make believe enough I am these characters, play enough with my grand thoughts, pretend enough and fake my way through these task that I don't always find easy or enjoy that they will someday become more of who I am; how I live daily, what I do with my time to make our life happier and healthier. There's always the hope of that.

With all that nonsense said I played Chef this weekend. I tried a couple of new recipes (which I hate to do because I always fear it isn't going to be as good as I hoped and I will then have nothing to eat for dinner or to take somewhere or serve to guests... it's the perfectionist in me. I'm working on it.) and cooked up storm. It was a tasty weekend. I made a lovely Strawberry Newport or some call it a Napoleon. It was sooooooo yummy. I used Filo dough because I couldn't find puff pastry at the store. Man that stuff is temperamental. And to be fair I went into the filo dealings knowing I wasn't going to do it exactly like I should if I wanted it to be perfect (see I lowered my expectations...I'm growing). It was so good though. I'm a few pictures below just to get you salivating. I'm not sure it does it justice but I was still pleased with it.

Hope you all had a Sweet Weekend!

Bon Appetite!

Yummm!!

Look at that Layering!

You know you want a bite!

I Wanna Rock and Roll ALL NIGHT and Party Everyday

A few confessions... ready?

1) I hate cleaning. Which means that I sometimes wait entirely too long to scrub the toilet or sweep the layer of dust that begins to look like a natural part of the furniture off said furniture. I'm VERY good at keeping things looking like they are clean, though. I know- I'm so sneaky. It's faux cleaning and I think it's kind of brilliant. My sweet mother is the Organizing Queen. Her skills have been passed down to me but where it compels her it just nags at me until I give in. So that's why I keep things tidy... my guilty conscious! Don't think my house is gross or that I'm living like one of those people on the Oprah show (you know the pack rat people who can't see each other for all the crap crushing in around them). That's not me. I just genuinely dislike cleaning. Oh, but the problem (as though the lack of cleaning isn't problem enough) is how Fantastic I feel after I've cleaned. Know what I mean? It's like a rush of relief that the chore is done and I don't have to do it again for a while combined with the natural good feelings of having things tidy... I do need things tidy. Oh I guess I should mention that I did clean the bathrooms this morning- thus the rant. It just got to me today and I was suddenly in a cleaning frenzy. Now if I could just tackle my closet…

2) I caught a bit of Rachel Ray today and I saw Gene Simmons from KISS on there. They were playing that song…you know that song that’s on Guitar Hero. Anyway it was stuck in my head all day, even though I’m blanking on what it was and the title now (which is very unlike me). And even though I don’t like KISS I think it gave me some extra swagger today. Oh I just thought of it. The part that is stuck in my head is the first part ❝You keep on shouting, you keep on shouting...I want to rock and roll all night and party everyday!❞ I thought it was an interesting Tuesday song to have in banging in my brain this morning. ☺

3) I went shopping today. No real reason. Just wanted to. So the confession is…I went for me and bought my completely adorable husband two shirts to justify my shopping and buying two shirts and pair of flip-flops. Like somehow it balanced out the shopping karma/mojo. But it wasn’t totally selfish of me. Husband actually Loves for me to buy him clothes and I was a ROSS (my favorite bargain store) and I found this one type of shirt (the dry-weave Nike golf shirts) that are his favorite for playing golf. So you see it was a win for both of us. He got a couple great shirts, I got a couple of great shirts, they were all a great price and my shopping karma/mojo, if you will, remains…well…great and if not great then at least intact until another shopping day! Gosh my need to justify is just leaping off the screen.

4) I’m worried about not being able to get pregnant but sometimes what scares me more is what if I do. I mean, please don’t get me wrong, we have given this decision much thought and prayer and we are both excited about the prospect of starting a family. I think we are ready, or as much as we can be given the fact we have no idea what we’re getting ourselves into until we really get into it. I’m confident that we will be good, loving parents who will adore our little one. But what gets me sometimes is just my fear of the unknown. That’s always been an issue for me. It hasn’t stopped me from living my life or having faith but I always want a peek into what the future or a situation is going to be like. And as you know that just isn’t possible. I think that is one of the reasons I like to read so much. I’m just trying to accumulate and assimilate useful information. So yes, the unknown(s) of parenthood is daunting to me. What will it really be like? How will things change- not necessarily for the worse- I expect most of the changes to be for the better. I anticipate that they will challenge and enhance life. But they are still unknown changes non-the-less and sometimes it freaks me out.

Ok so that’s all the confessions you get for tonight friends! Maybe we’ll chat some more sometime about confession #4.

Hope you are all doing well doing whatever it is you are doing.

Until Later!