Bear Cub in the sky with diamonds
What’s up, blog? We went back to the fertility clinic this morning to discuss removal of the polyp that was discovered in my uterus. I would like it removed ASAP; my fertility doctor agrees. Ms. Polyp will be removed sometime this month. I get to be unconscious for the removal, woo hoo!
This is mostly all the exercise I’ve done this past week. Oh, a little weight lifting with Josh too. Major un-motivation here.
Maggie knows what I’m sayin’. ‘Tis the season to hibernate in bed with a giant stack of books and something chocolate-y to nibble on.
Thank goodness pants have stretch.
Someday I will get on this mountain.
Thanksgiving kitty, at grandma’s house. I gave the cat some turkey and everyone freaked out. Don’t cats eat turkey? I just gave Maggie a bunch of lemon Nerds and no one freaked out. Course, no one was around…except me and Maggie.
We bought the kiddies a book about subways while in NYC. Ronia flipped through the book in about a minute and was done. Aren’t kids reading at age 6? I’m so out of touch.
Gluttony! Gluttony!
One frosty morning, on the way to work.
I used to have this great cinnamon lip gloss when I was a little kid, and was always on the hunt to find a replacement. Along came Hurraw! It’s spicy and sweet-tasting. I should probably stop eating it.
Does this look like the face of an over-eater?
How about now?
I’ve been working on and off this dude for yeeeeaaaaaars.
YUM.
Bear Cub is shedding copious amounts of downy fur all over the house. I’m tempted to give her a winter trim.
Lizzie before a work meeting, in a patch of sunshine.
She’s such a little lady.
Tomorrow is my birthday! I have requested a grilled cheese sandwich and homemade carrot cake for dinner. Mmmmmm.
I sense a green Nerd conspiracy, here. Gross.
This weekend we are going to go to a nice hotel to “really” celebrate my birthday, sans pets, of course. Let the good times Roll!