First, thank you all for your lovely birthday wishes! I got flowers from Manly, and we went out to dinner. My official “present” was a flat-screen tv for the bedroom, but we got it a few months ago when it was on clearance.
Second, I’m trying to put together a real post, but work is kicking my ass right now. Mentally, I am shot.
Third, triggered yesterday morning. So in theory, I should ovulate sometime this evening. But I have a minor problem — and if you don’t consider me a close friend, you might want to skip on out of here. Clear? Okay. How do I say this discreetly? Hell, forget that. There’s no way to say this nicely. I trimmed my pubes the other night on the expectation of upcoming birthday/ovulation sexy times. I either nicked the skin in a sensitive spot, or I have a hair that’s now getting ingrown, because I have an owie in a very delicate area. That’s going to make it so much fun tonight. Yeah. Quit laughing. It’s not funny!