Balance

We take the bad with the good, right?

Today is kind of an off day. There was weird traffic on my way to work and I got here late. Then realized I left my work keys at home. Ugh. Luckily the front desk receptionist keeps duplicate desk keys, so at least I can get into my cabinets. I can't access certain online programs or open the vault, but what can ya do.

I managed to get into the doc's office today, and it turns out I have another bout of BV. I decided she and YI are wicked step-sisters. Probably along with AF too. Or maybe AF is the evil step-mother. Or aunt. Whatever. Anyway, I have another RX for antibiotics, with the caveat that it's possible whatever's infesting my vajay is resistant to these meds, so we shall see how I feel next week. Seriously - all this stuff, YI's for months, followed by BV for months, is total deja vu to what I went through a few years ago. Not pleasant and very frustrating. But, I will take BV over YI any day of the week.

In happier news, hubs and I are going camping this weekend at the beach with his family. They've been camping all week, so we'll just get the tail end of the trip, but it should be nice and relaxing. AND, we've had 2 offers on the Scion already! I'm waiting to find out now if one of them will accept our (modest) counter-offer. Fingers crossed!

It's almost Friday, whew!

I'm in big trouble

Disclaimer: I like cars. I like 'em fancy. And much like Ricky Bobby, I like to go fast. So please pardon me if I sound a little overly excited in this post. :)

I mentioned last night that hubs wanted to check out another 2006 A4. So we go to the dealership, and the car is silver. I personally don't care for silver cars, and I discovered that I also don't care for the last generation body style of the A4. To me, it looks like a Hyundai Elantra. And my brother happens to drive a silver Elantra, so that's what this car reminded me of.

After walking around the A4 for a bit, we looked over and lo and behold, there's a 2008 BMW 3 series sitting two cars away, looking fab-u-lous. As Kramer would say, "Woooooooo mama!" It was black with tinted windows, and black leather interior with brushed metal trim instead of the usual woodgrain. And just like that I forgot all about my Audi obsession and fell head over heels for the BMW. We took it on a test drive and let me tell you, it really is the ultimate driving machine. Plus it was comfier than the A4. And it's an in-line 6 cylinder engine, so it has a lot of power even without being supercharged. I think it's true love.

I told hubs that I had a psychic premonition about this car. I can just see me in it! And let me tell you, I look goooood. We aren't in any rush though, so hubs is researching to find the best deal possible. And we may opt not to even get one, but for now, this is a lot of fun!!

Never so sad, nor so delusional

This morning I was devastated to hear that the Adam Carolla radio show has been cancelled, and tomorrow will be their last broadcast. Apparently there's going to be a formatting change for the station (I guess there just weren't enough top 40 stations in LA already). But, come on! Didn't they stop to think how this would affect ME? Now what am I going to do on my commute - listen to the local stations? Probably not, those DJs are even worse than the music they play. Sigh...

Okay. So please tell me I'm not the only one who does this - I posted earlier about not TTCing this month and next, and SO sadly the hubs and I have only FDed once this month (stupid YI!). Here's the problem: I continue to cling to the possibility that that one time was enough to knock me up because I may have O'd super early. I didn't use OPKs because I knew we weren't trying, but I had abundant EWCM on CD 9, exactly how it is when it comes along with my O (usually CD 13-17) and we got down the day before that. And I did not get the EWCM around my usual O time. No, I am not having any pg symptoms, and I'm expecting AF next week sometime. But seriously, why do I do this to myself when the chances are so slim? Hopefully AF won't arrive on the later side and I can quit deluding myself soon.

Now I have to go find something to keep my brain occupied for the next 6 days...

What the FRENCH, Toast??

Alright. There's something wrong with people on the freeway. Let me paint a picture for you: I work about 30 miles east of where I live. So in the morning I am driving into the gloriously blinding sunrise, and at the end of the day, into the equally blinding sunset. Now, I know I'm not the only one who notices that when that giant flaming ball is shining through my window and into my retinas it is a little harder to see what's up ahead. So I ask you, what in hell's half acre inspires people to clean their friggin' windshields when they're going 75 mph on the damn freeway, when there is someone right behind them?! They can't seriously think that spraying half a gallon of wiper fluid into the wind is NOT going to land on any other vehicles. And ya know how when you wet your windshield in the sun, it sorta distorts your view for a minute? Well let me tell you, it's 10 times worse when you're not expecting the sudden downpour, especially if you happen to have a little dust on your own windshield.

By now you can guess what happened to me this morning. But it's not just this morning. This happens, I'd say, an average of twice a month, and I've decided to take matters into my own hands. Whenever possible (and it's almost always possible), I pass the offending driver and glance over at them to see if they noticed my subtle hand gestures when I was behind them, indicating an error on their part. I have yet to pass a driver who returns my glance, which I take to mean they either did not notice my gestures, or they did and are now ignoring me. Either way, I feel that their lack of remorse deserves punishment and a lesson! Ha! I then swoop in front of them (always with care, and a turn signal, mind you) and bide my time, keeping up with the flow of traffic so as not to alert the offending driver to my scheme. When the timing is just right, I gingerly squeeze my washer, spraying my windshield for a solid 5 to 7 seconds. Then I laugh maniacally when I see their wipers going again, and even harder when the driver changes lanes to avoid the spray!

Now, one might think that my motives are purely vengeful, but nay! My aim is for the greater good of all drivers. What kind of person would I be if I stayed put after being attacked in such a manner? I would be forced to clean my own windshield of course, and that would inconvenience the innocent driver behind me. That's not right, is it? The only fair thing to do if I am forced to clean my windshield, is to make sure that the ONLY person who is inconvenienced is the person who inconvenienced me. And hey, if they happen to learn their lesson in the process, that benefits everyone.