My Husband is the Best!

Marc surprised me the other day with a great gift; a night away. Very unexpected! He had made all the arrangements to have my aunt watch Andrew for a night while we took a little trip to Shreveport. We stayed at the Horseshoe Casio Hotel and had a great time. When we got there Marc had book a massage and a facial for me, yay! It was so nice to get to relax and be pampered. We had soooo much fun. Marc even doubled our gambling money by the time we left and that led our rooms and meals being comped; even better!

We both like playing table games and that usually means that you get to talk a bit to the people at the table with you. Well, the first night we met a retired Secret Service Agent. He actually had been on Nixon's Presidential detail. How cool was that. He was doing very well at the table and then did something that shocked everyone. He gave everyone playing at the table a $100! Can you believe that? How very generous!

Later that night night we met an older lady for the metorplex area. She was very nice and easy to talk to. Now that lady was serous about her being there to gamble. We (Marc mostly) played at or around table with her all night. Then the next afternoon after we'd checked out and ate lunch we went back to play a bit before heading home, she was still there. Yes, sitting at the same table, playing the same game and in the same clothes! After we sat down next to her she said "I can sleep when I am home, I am here to have a good time". She hadn't even left to go eat. Her friend came to check on here and ask if she'd eaten and she told her she would go in a bit. Um, I don't think her friend meant eating the olives out of her bloody mary, that was also what she had been drinking the night before. Luckily, in my opinion, there weren't very strong drinks there. She was very nice though and fun to talk to.

I can't say how nice and needed this little daycation was. I am grateful to Marc for doing this for me. Especially right now. If you read my Follicle Follies, you know why. Let's hope we weren't just lucky gambling. ;) I am sure that was part of his motivation in doing this, taking a bit of the stress out of TTC this time.

Meanwhile, Andrew had a blast at his GAM's house. He just loves her little dog Scooter. She told me that whatever they did Andrew would ask "Scooter come too?". How cute is that? He even slept in a big boy bed while he was there. Good to know he can do it, but I am not ready to release him from "jail" at home just yet. He is going to be there until I need the crib for someone else.

Now it is back to reality, even if I was only gone for one night. I LOVE you Marc, thanks!

Wordless Wednesday ~ The Dryer

This made a cute picture, but I told him never to get in there again.

OUCH!

If you read my post yesterday you know that I cut my leg. Well, it turns out that some of the skin on the back of my leg is allergic (I guess) to the adhesive on band aids. The skin under one of the band aids I put on Monday night blistered, then came off when I took off the band aid! No wonder my leg hurt so much that night. The cut itself looks like nothing more than a scrape, but it sure bled a lot. Now, this only happened in one little spot (the closest to my inner leg) and not where any other of the band aids were. How strange, but I shouldn't be surprised, the skin on the inside of my upper arms is the same. It blisters under band aids, yet the skin on the outside of my arm is just fine, as well as, the skin on my lower are. I'm so strange.

First Trip to the Dentist

Today was Andrew's first dental visit. He did great for the exam. He opened his mouth real wide for the hygienist, Linda (who is great by the way), to brush and floss his teeth. He even liked it when she squirted water in his mouth and sucked it out. She said his teeth look great, no plaque or other build up, yay! He has all 20 teeth he should have at this age and we will go back in February for his next check up. He just loves his new yellow tooth brush and couldn't make up his mind what prize he wanted when it was all over. He settled for a super ball. Now, I said he did great for the exam, but the wait wasn't so good. He through an ungodly fit in the waiting room because he couldn't "write on the paper", you know all the forms you have to fill out when you get there. He actually plopped down in the floor and was crying. I was so embarrassed. I am sure everyone was thinking that kid is going to be hell for the exam. He's just my little Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

Another funny for you. I now know why you aren't suppose to play ball in the house. I had no idea a beach ball could cause so much damage. Last night Andrew was throwing his blow up beach ball to me and Marc when it hit a drinking glass that was sitting on the end table. The glass seemed to explode. I think the ball actually knocked it over and it hit the lamp and broke. There was glass everywhere. Another good reason to have a gate on the stairs, we "locked" Andrew there while we picked up all the glass. Then on my way to the garbage with the broken glass in trash bag, the bag brushed against my led and I got a decent sized cut there. Poor Marc who hates blood had to put band aids on my leg (twice). It still hurts today. UGH!

Follicle Follies

Went in today for yet another follicle scan. Again I have one of the right size, got my shot and now have to play the waiting game. At least this time I didn't have to drive all over the place to find my shot. However, it is still not "the good stuff" and I am convinced that is the problem. Looking on the bright side at least I am making a follicle. We will just have to pray that it works this time. I am getting to know the sonogram tech pretty good by now. Well, I have seen her at least once (sometimes 3 times) a month for the last 8 months.

Friday Funnies

Not too much has been going on this week. After swim lessons were done, I decided to take it easy. In the mean time Andrew has decided that he is going to lick my face every chance he gets. YUCK!! It is partially my fault. I have a thing about saliva and it totally grosses me out. I mean even sitting here typing about it is activating my gag reflex. So, I am assuming that he got this from the dog. Well, it all started with him trying to lick my face once and I started screaming, laughing and trying to push him/hold him away from me. We did this for like 10 minutes and Andrew thought it was the funniest thing he had ever seen. Well, if I was smart, I would have just pretended like nothing was going on, but I didn't. Now he gets this little look on his face and makes the sound "quiiihp" (sort of like a slurp but on the exhale) while trying to climb in my lap. He won't leave me alone. every time I hold him I hear "quiihp quiihp) then see his tongue sticking out. Ewwwww, it is so gross!

His idea that Bruce should be a horse is intensifying. When the dog is sitting or laying on the floor Andrew yells "He-haw!" and will sit on the dog like a horse and rider. Poor Bruce, this is so not good for his back. It is cute though.

Wordless Wednesday ~ Basket Case