Life's little ironies

I received an email today from Conceive Magazine about a recently released book called The Fertility Diet. I was intrigued so I ordered a copy of the book.

A few hours later I received a faxed copy of a Ne.wsweek article about the same book. My friend then emailed me and let me know that she had faxed it to me and thought I might find it interesting.

Life is just full of little ironies! :-)

Shoot Me! ;-)

I decided to bullet all my randomness today and thought the title would be acute play on words. :-)

• Could there have been anymore kids at Chick-fil-A today? And when did moms' quit watching their kids? I could barely walk and had a kid that kept on hitting me. All I wanted was my cool wrap!! (and just so you know, this wasn't one of the locations that has a playground.) Why couldn't they all be at the McDonald's next door?
• Does everyone in SC think it's OK to run red lights just because of the holidays? I saw more people running red lights today (during my morning drive and my lunch break) than I've seen in the past year total. What are they thinking? "I think I'd like to spend the holidays in the hospital or dead. That would rock!"
• I'm looking forward to my free time next week. I plan on painting the siding that Mr. W had to replace a couple of weeks ago, painting the shelves he replaced, purchasing and installing blinds in the guest bedroom, fixing a small leak under the kitchen sink, and replacing the guts of the upstairs toilet. I've also got to clean out our closet and bedroom. I plan on feeling very accomplished by the end of the week!
• I was prayed over yesterday. The pastor called me to the front of the church, placed his hands on my shoulders, and asked everyone to pray with him. He prayed that God would bless me with a healthy nine month pregnancy that resulted in a live, healthy baby. It was an odd experience. I wasn't sure that I wanted to participate, but I'm trying to have a little faith. I cried (what's new). I felt a great sense of love, and that was wonderful.Like I said, I'm trying to work on my faith.
• It hit me yesterday that Mr. W and I have been TTC for 3 years. It wasn't official until earlier this year, but we haven't used any form of birth control for 3 years. That means we "relaxed and let it happen" for 2 years.And guess what...that didn't work. I'm giving faith and nature (and my monitor and preseed) 3 more months. If I'm not thoroughly knocked up by then...
• RIP Evel Knievel