Horrors and tests
According the fabulous tests I did for the ovulation, I never ovulated last week. Tell that to the large shoulder men who were accosted between Wed and Friday. Pfft. As if tests know my body better then me? As it turns out I was doing it at the wrong time. No tittering at the back. Supposedly, and no-one told me this, but you do the test later in the day as first thing and the LH is only thinking about a surge. So between noon and 2 is the best time. Which means I’ll be in work. Then I have to run to the loo, pee into a small discreet container and sit there for 5 mins waiting for 2 pink stripes to appear. I hope there’s no queue that day. Its frustrating though because on the wed morning I got one strong stripe and one weakling. Which means that its near ovulation. Of couse on Thursday morning the test looked at me and smiled as it displayed one stripe. We won’t even go into Friday. The only stripe it would be showing would be alcohol due to the launch party the previous night. I was writing my last will and testament on the Friday. So we now know we need to test at a certain time, and I have to hold off on all fluids until then so as not to dilute the LH. This LH fella is very pernickity altogether. The body is a strange thing. All going well, we might take a trip to the clinic and see how it goes. I have said to Mammy2 though that we should really write off the first one as my body will only be adjusting to sperm.
Picture it as that awkard first date if you will. The sperm one side of the table fiddling with the napkin, adjusting his tie and tail and looking around at all the other couples when the ovary txts to say she’s running late. The late arrival, the small talk before deciding what to eat, chit chat about the weather and even after all that and a few pictchers of sangria they might decide its not going to work this time. I have no real hopes but am worried Mammy2 might. I guess in one way it is exciting to start over again and you never know, this time around it might just work!
The kid is dropping into my work place tomorrow to drop off ‘normal clothes’ as she has an interview and an assessment for a place in my business park. I’m not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing 
Time will tell. I have to meet her afterwards for lunch and then she’s coming back to ours for
dinner and some horror movies. For this read she’ll sit on the pc uploading music to her ipod whilst I sift through movies, calling out various titles. She will usually respond with “Do you know have such and such?” For those of you not in the know such and such as a huge success when initially released
on the indie circuit. I am hoping we’ll get to watch at least one movie but I don’t hold out much hope. Mammy2 is joining us for the horror. She’s been eased into horrors by watching One Missed Call last night. Not so much a horror as a tragedy. If anyone was scared of that film, I’m worried. It was shocking the first time and now its moved to appalling. We, or I should say I am hoping for Rec and The Strangers. Stay tuned
