7:28 p.m. - 2005-09-06
Progesterone test came back wonderfully, but I started last night anyway. I was mad, rather than sad, so my husband let me hit him on the shoulder. That's reason number 1,749,294 I love my husband. What's reason number 1,749,293, you ask?
Witness the following conversation:
Me: No.
Him: Why not?
Me: Seriously, no.
Him: Honey, come on, it's not that much to ask!
Me: Honey, I'm not saying you can't have sex with me, and I'm not saying you can't have sex with the monster mask on, I'm just saying you can't have sex with ME with the monster mask on!
Him: *giggle like a girl for finally making me say something so ridiculous*
Also in the last week the sentence "No you cannot wear the orange ski goggles to shower with me!" came out of my mouth, in a similiar situation.
I guess what I'm trying to say is despite disappointments, I wouldn't trade my life for anything, just because of him.
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