I have so much to share with y’all but I’ve been kind of distracted lately. I did promise to share my hcg quant counts, so here they are:

7/2: 9984

7/7: 17671

7/9: 22392

Apparently the numbers are supposed to double every 72 hours with a healthy, viable pregnancy. They aren’t doing that. So, though the doctor seems relaxed about it, I’m not completely. I know it’s just a waiting game, but it’s frustrating. I’m ok with the outcome either way… I AM! But I just don’t understant why, if this babe isn’t going to happen, WHY does it take so long for the pregnancy to end? I’m not assuming the worst. I’m just sayin. I don’t know what I’m sayin. I guess I’d be happy if I had some nausea. Some vomiting. Some sore boobs. Some doubling numbers. Some something. Throw me a friggin’ bone here!

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In other news, do you remember the comforter drama I had earlier this year? Here’s a recap if you wanted one. Long story short, I lost money/battled with the eBay seller/spit and cursed at PayPal… and… finally… had to humble myself. I went and bought an ugly comforter at WalMart. But it worked and went alright with the colors in my rug and wall pictures. Well guess what!?

I took the fargin’ comforter to the laundry mat the other day. I wash it once a month. Then I bring the wet comforter home and hang it on my clothesline. Anyhooo, I dropped the comforter off, took the kids to McDonalds for lunch, came back to get the comforter an hour later, and… low and behold… some asswipe stole my wet ugly ass WalMart comforter right from out of the machine! Who would do that!? That’s some ghetto shit for ya! I mean, I’m glad it wasn’t expensive or anything. But still. It was MINE, ugly or not. Jeremy said he was glad someone took it because it was so fug. Guess he won’t mind me dippin’ into that paycheck next week to buy something non-fug? I like shopping.

I think I have bad comforter karma though. Wouldn’t you agree?

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I can’t get an Obama bumper sticker for my car anywhere. I could order one online but I’m just too impatient. So I took that big ol’ Expedition to the car wash and cleaned her up. Then I painted on her! So, in case you were wondering… I’m voting for Obama! I get lots of happy beeps and waves while driving my Obama Mama Gas Guzzlin’ Wagon. Who knew a bit of window paint would make people so friendly?

Bad news is? My car broke down at the park (25 miles from my house AND my mechanic) today. So, I’m hoping that the same hoodlum that stole my blanket isn’t Anti-Obama (not that anyone is; how could you not like the guy?). Otherwise I might find my car vandalized on top of having my blanket stolen! I can’t get my car towed until tomorrow and the windows won’t roll up. Makes it kind of easy for a vandal or theif, huh? I just hope they steal the fargin’ thing and drive it into the river. I’ve put more money into that gas guzzlin’ lemon than I’d even want to admit.

Someone send me a Toyota Prius Angel. PLEASE?

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Want some good news though? We went to the Albuquerque Zoo over the weekend and had a BLAST! I’ll have to share more pictures and tales in my next post though, it’s time for me to make dinner. But, Bella got Llama kisses and Nooskers and I got to ride a camel! How awesome is that!? The Llama, Angel, was sweet enough to squeeze! And the look on Noah’s face in that camel picture is PRICELESS! Full of the most intense joy! Maybe I should trade the Expedition for a camel?

More to come… And I promise I won’t be whining in the next post!