Ish.

I spent the day cleaning my studio. Yuck. Ribbon, fabric, pins, dust bunnies and thread everywhere. I wanted to take the kids swimming in the backyard but...Mr. Thorn hit a snake with the lawn mower last night and its snake-ness kinda went plewie - all over(we have had a run on snakes sightings and as an observer of all things spiritual, it didn't surprise me). So, not wanting to deal with kids in bare feet stepping on snake guts, I opted for a day of cleaning. I do not clean well. I become hyper-focused and anal and get very little accomplished. Now the things I do get to are uber-clean but the rest...well, it just takes me forever. It is also my first day off soft drinks. I didn't bottom out in energy and I didn't get a head ache. I am tossing around the idea of calling my OB/GYN on Monday about going back on Clomid. I'm going to pray about it. I know things aren't quite right because my temp just kinda floats along and doesn't have a good rise. I stopped taking Vitamin E and I really need to get back on that. That I will do, regardless. I need to cut tomatoes and prep dinner. It's family game night. We have Jiffy Pop. Woo.

A milestone

I turned a "certain age" today. It feels very weird, I'm not going to lie. Mr. Thorn and I also celebrated 12 years this weekend. I have determined that I am not old. Something in me still feels quite young and that is probably a good thing.

I finally enlisted the help of my seamstress here because, as you can probably tell, I've been buried in work lately. Since I cannot "borg" myself out, I will have to ask for help to get unburied.

I did another weird thing. I heard Brittany Spears went into a church yesterday to pray and light candles. I said a Hail Mary for her. I cannot imagine that life or the troubles that young girl has seen. Makes me a bit grateful to be average and older. I need that today.