Well I made it through my HSG and it wasn't too terrible. Well, I lie. It was terrible as soon as it was over and remained that way until I woke up (late) this morning. Now I just feel a heaviness in my lower abdomen that I hope will go away soon! Anyways, everything's clear so hopefully I can have a freakin' baby. Jeez.
I don't really have much to talk about. I spent a LOT of time today looking at pictures of this week's HOT DUDE OF THE WEEK, Fabrizio Moretti.
and just for fun here's a pic I photoshopped (my pic was taken in photobooth so there was really no way to make it look authentic) but it's making me laugh alot!
Aren't we a lovely couple? Well I've got to go get ready to return my slushy machine (it broke) and take Devan to her Girl Scouts end of the year party. Later dudez.
My new bed was delivered last week and basically the bed and I are in love. That's not the reason I'm in bed right now though. We had an a/c service dude come out and look at our central air unit and it's pretty much shot and it costs a lot to replace it (and we just redid our whole room so we don't have any money.) Hopefully we can come up with a payment plan before I whither and die. So anyways, back to my tale of woe, this morning, after waking up drenched in sweat (lovely, I know) partly from the heat and partly due to 'hot flashes' from the fertility drugs I have to take, I decided to get in my car and sit for awhile with the a/c running. After that I put on some lip gloss and went to walmart and bought a couple fans. Then I went to Quick Chek and bought a gigantic icy (at 9am. I felt pathetic) Right now I've got one fan in front of me and one fan behind me and I'm still freaking miserable. Jon is taunting and teasing me from upstairs because he knows that I refuse to budge from this position (unless the new position involves air conditioning or cool water)It's going to be even hotter this week! What on earth am I going to do? Maybe I'll just go shopping all week until I'm forced by my parental duties to come home. Ugh.
So as I mentioned I'm on the fert. drugs again. Hopefully this time they'll work because this is the last time I can use them. Doing any more rounds of clomid increases uterine/ovarian cancer risks. If it doesn't work we're basically out of luck and probably will not have another baby. Injectible treatments and IVF cost alot, plus I'm not really interested in doing anything too invasive. Oh well enough of that.
Right now Devan is at her first EVER sleep-over. My friend Jenny had a party last night and Devan spent the night. She got to sleep in a/c. I'm jealous. I was up until 2 am, sweating and reading about the most unbelievable thing ever. A baby juggalo funeral. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm not going to explain further - but let's just say my mind has been blown like 8 different times over the past 12 hrs.
Oh - my original reason for posting. I've been saving this HOT DUDE OF THE WEEK (which really isn't weekly, sorry) for a long time (8th or 9th grade long) but I came across this totally hot pic of him and felt compelled to add him to the list: PAUL RUDD
I didn't really like Paul Rudd in knocked up UNTIL the cirque de soleil scene/hotel room w/ all the chairs scene. Holy crap. That was hilarious. But I loved him in Clueless, The Shape of Things, Romeo & Juliet, etc. That's it for now - I have another dude in mind for next week (no it's not HUGH LAURIE, even though I don't know how I'm gonna live until the next season of House starts. *sigh*)
The other day I was taking a nap and I had a dream that Ryan Gosling was watching me take a shower. I know I called this entry 'sexy dream' but it actually wasn't sexy it was more like mortifying... Anyways he's hot so I'm making him the hot dude of the week:
This pic is from the movie Half Nelson, I think. In this movie, My Boyfriend plays a junkie teacher...But he's still hot so whatev, go smoke all the crack you want, my sweet prince.
Oh, one thing I wanted to say is, if you don't think he's hot it's because you've not seen him in the Notebook. He's totally hot in that and if you don't think so, and you DID see the Notebook, well, you're insane and I feel sad for you.
I know, I know. My posts lately are nothing but photos and bitchiness. Big whoop, no one reads this junk anyways. So I wanted to add one of my favorite dudes to the list.
Here's a pic of Stephen and I in bed. Pay no attention to the greenish hue of my skin, I was a bit under the weather.
Oh, in unrelated news, I've updated/upgraded my flickr account. It is now a pro account because I've reached the limit of how many pics you could have in there. Oh well. I also updated with photos of today's outing to Lentini's Corn Maze. We did this last year with much more conviction (by this, I mean we actually tried to get the answers to the questions posted throughout the maze but failed miserably - we got EVERY SINGLE ONE WRONG) but we had to cut this year's visit short because Devan had to use the bathroom..haha!
Devan tucked in bed - check. Book read - check. Glass of Rosé poured - check. Knitting in hand - check. Intervention at 10pm - check.
Jon's working late tonight and I'm going to live it up(no offense!) It seems a little odd to drink while watching Intervention. Believe me, I feel the irony. I'm attempting to dull the pain of yet another toothache. It's getting ridiculous. Anyways, not gonna spoil my good mood by dwelling on it.
Before the end of the week arrives, I better post another hot dude. I was tempted to post Hugh Laurie again because, well, I watched Tuesday's House this afternoon and man, holy cow I love him. But I won't post him again because that would be boring for you. So instead I'll post the most obvious hot guy ever.
There should be some rules about Clive Owen. 1. He should always be photographed in black and white. 2. He should always be photographed holding a gun. 3. He should probably be the father of my next child (no offense again!) But seriously when I look at pictures of Clive Owen I cannot help but think of very dirty naughty things. In my mind, Clive own only does bad, naughty things, never romantic loving things. Don't comment and ruin this fantasy for me, okay?
