I’m ovulating right about now and realized that last night in the gym I was checking out every decent looking guy around me. Just decent. My standards used to be so much higher.
When I mentioned this to K she said, “Should we call B?” “Maybe, he’s always up for it.” “It seems like a good idea, but it’s probably not.” “Yeah, I know, he might have cooties.” “Yeah.”
We have an old friend, a very good looking, multi-millionaire, French playboy friend, who would be more than happy to sperm me up. It could be fun. It could be dangerous. He could shoot blanks.
You might be thinking to yourself right now…is she a lesbian? Most of the time, yes. I hate labels. I am what I am. Love me or not.
I guess we’ll go see a movie tonight instead–it’s much safer.
The trip was great, but really…I’m not sure how we ended up in Cabo San Lucas! It is SO not ‘us’. I had no idea it was the playground for the rich and famous. Who knew? Cindy C. was there, George C., Leonardo, etc etc. I didn’t see them, but we were told….
My idea of paradise was getting out on the East Cape road and driving 3 hours up the wild coastline on a dirt road that threatened to crumble off the edges and throw you down the craggy cliff, all while you dodged cows in the ‘road’ with your economy car that really isn’t meant for this road. Now that’s FUN!
We claimed miles of beaches as our own since we didn’t see a soul on them and had a great time snorkeling and eating fish tacos on the beach.
The gray whales were out and we could watch them swim by while laying on our bed. The view was amazing.
We did manage to take a boat out for whale watching and got to see them up close, as well as some dolphins, sea lions, and pelicans.
It’s a very beautiful place and we are so lucky and blessed to have the opportunity/miles/points to take such a wonderful trip.
Now, I’m back to NYC and the drab, cold greyness of it all. It does makes us consider moving to California…again.
But for now, back to the TTC game.
Next up: IVF. I got my protocol today and in one week I start the estrogen patches.
One week. Wow. That’s fast. It’s beginning again.