Weather! How could you do this to me? I thought we were friends! And other Monday morning angst.

Last week the weather was bee u tee full. It was so spring-is-in-the-air. I was so excited about opening up the windows Saturday morning, going to the farmers' market and *not* freezing, planting some plants, etc. Instead, Saturday was very very cold. And super windy. The farmers' market trip was short and cold.

I don't mind cold while I'm working. Because I'm inside all. day. long. With no windows. Where we have a controlled climate. But to make it so gorgeous outside while I have to stay in my hole and work, then turn around and make it sooo cold when I can go out, it's just mean.

That is Texas weather for you. It is a manic depressive and can change in the blink of an eye. I mean, we had snow on Easter two years ago. SNOW! EASTER!

Aaaacghgh! It's almost Monday.

And we've already covered how I feel about Monday.

Anyway.

I'd like to warn everyone that I've been reading a lot of Amalah who writes with a very snarky, bitter-alcoholic-sailor tone. (I do sensor it in my mind. Don't ask me how, I don't want to get into it.) I tend to write in a similar tone to what I've been reading. I'm not original and have never claimed to be.

Today started with church and ended with church. Presbyterian in the morning, Catholic in the evening. Church was good. I needed church. A good friend of ours also invited us over for clam spaghetti. I was apprehensive, but was looking forward to giving it a try. After all, if I like this recipe, then I have a shellfish recipe that I can make. and like. and will eat. I did like it and will try to make it myself sometime soon.

I've gotten exactly 1.3 loads of laundry done this weekend. Only 789,763,233.7 to go! And of the 1.3 loads that I've "done," none of it has been put away. Spinner = laundry fail.

I also got to attend the second first birthday party for my youngest godson. That was very enjoyable except that his mommy has a green thumb and a sunny yard. I can't decide which I'm most jealous of, the fact that she has a child or the fact that she can grow beautiful plants. I would *really* like to be able to grow things. and have a child.

On an unrelated note, I've completely convinced a guy at work that I want to get pregnant mostly to increase the size of my feet because I have some really cute shoes that are just a little too big. Tech guys make this sort of thing soooo easy. Especially if they are Unix Tech guys. I will so sudo control their feeble, shell command minds. Mwa ha ha.

What do you have? But, what do you want?

Nope, this isn't a post about "secret to having what you want is wanting what you have." This is a post about a board game called Settlers of Catan. One aspect of the game involves trading resource cards with other players. The title went back and forth between Husband and Princess Kate one night. I think after the fourth iteration we all burst out laughing. This is probably funnier to Princess Kate and me. The rest of you should just trust me; it was hilarious.

I like board games. and card games. One of the first real dates Husband and I went on was to go to a Tarocks tournament at his great uncle's house. I got to meet the whole extended-extended family. Early on. I got to learn a lot of things that day; but most importantly, I learned to play Tarocks. It's kind of like Spades on steroids. If you've grown up playing Spades (as I have) I encourage you to find someone to teach you Tarocks. It. is. awesome.

Husband made us some Chilean sea bass last night. That is one expensive fish. Which made him paranoid that he would ruin it because he doesn't have much experience with fish. It came out delicious. Was it $10 per serving delicious? I don't know, but it was pretty good.

Hair and stuff

My hair is down today for the first time in three (four?) weeks. It's pretty much been in a ponytail, half-ponytail or bun for that time. Today, I have the sides pulled back but the rest is down. I checked with my coworker (who is very truthful) and he confirmed that my hair does not look dirty. That's a relief to hear considering I've not used shampoo for four weeks and have used nothing but hot water for 3 of those weeks. I did buy a boar's bristles brush to distribute the oils throughout my hair. It seems to work okay. I also have to rinse my hair much more frequently than I was washing it before, but I guess that makes sense.

I also would like to report that I've been jogging twice since Saturday. I plan on jogging this evening as well. Husband has also been regular with his exercise.

Last night was day 13 for me and I took the cardboard out of the window (this is for lunaception). Sunday it will go back. I have to say, I miss the dark.

Broken plate and Mardi Gras

It's the laundry plate. We have amazingly large piles of dirty laundry especially when you consider we are just two people. We are to the wearing-as-we-wash stage. That's a bad place to be. I'm making it my goal to get the laundry sorted and get one load done and put away. It's the put away step that usually trips me up. It's also my goal to get all currently clean laundry put away. If I can get that much done tonight, I will be successful. I will have that plate glued back together and on its stick.

It's Mardi Gras! Fat Tuesday for you no-French-knowing peeps. Husband and I like to do a fast during Lent. This year, we are giving up eating out. There will be no restaurant eating for us until Easter. Even though, technically speaking, Sunday is not a part of Lent, we treat it as though it were. Tonight, sushi! Tomorrow, whatever we have in the kitchen.

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day

Actually, I don't have trust issues with Monday; but I do like song lyrics as titles. and the Mamas and the Papas.

Husband and I have decided that we are going to focus on getting our bodies healthy and enjoying one another rather than focusing on conception. Sex can become a chore. We are rediscovering the fun sex. This is also improving our communication and our closeness.

It's been awhile since I last posted. My last post was day 5 of this cycle. I'm now day 11. I've mostly successfully blacked out my bedroom. I still need to fill in the cracks around the door. More on this later. Wednesday will be day 13 and I'll remove the cardboard from my window so that I will be sleeping in light from day 13 - 17. The hope is that I will ovulate during this time. However, this is the first time I've tried this so I don't hold out much hope that it will happen. Left to its own devices, my body likes to ovulate around day 45 or so. Stupid body.

I'm also back on the Chinese herbs. I'll post the name of them in my sidebar. In addition to the herbs, I'm taking red clover leaf tea. It's the whole plant in bloom, dried, with hot water. It doesn't taste bad; but it doesn't taste good either. I'm supposed to add burdock root to it, but I can't find any. The clover leaf is supposed to help with my skin. The clomid and ovidrel really messed with my skin. I had bad breakouts along my jaw line and neck. Not very attractive.

On the topic of skin care, using the shea butter as moisturizer for my face is bad. It was clogging my pores. I'm now using straight coconut oil. It only takes a small amount to do my whole face, neck and chest area. And my skin feels wonderful. I think the tone has improved drastically.

Back to the blacked out bedroom. I've found that I can sleep much later on mornings that I don't have to get up at a certain time, because there's no light coming in. I don't know that the sun has risen already. I could usually rely on myself getting out of bed by 7:30 without an alarm. Not so anymore.

Downtime

I started off my four-day weekend with not only my period, but some nasty allergies as well. Husband and my co-worker both got a cold/flu and have been running fevers. I don't have a fever but I sure don't feel very good. I tried to go to work today. That didn't work out.