I signed up for a credit card, supposedly to improve my credit, but mostly for eyelash extensions. I haven’t had a credit card for…something like 10 years, I think. Took me forever to pay off the last one, but that’s because I was “young”, “irresponsible”, and oh yeah, “drunk“. Can’t your 20′s just be removed from your credit record? Honestly. I’ve been feverishly researching shoes to buy, and wouldn’t you know it? Now that I have a credit card, I can’t even find any! My standards are very high. I’m close to buying these, though. BROWN OR GREEN? Such choices.
This nailpolish is sooooo pretty and soooooo awful. You can put on a base coat, two coats, AND a topcoat and NOTHING will prevent this shit from flaking off. The first time I wore it, it came off in sheets–I found strips of nail polish on my clothes. One whole nail came off! Too bad.
My fertility doctor called me yesterday and suggested I go on Clomid, which is a drug that helps women ovulate. I ovulate just fine, I’m just unable to get knocked up, so this is another in the long line of steps to getting me knocked up. Approximately 10% chance with this drug of getting knocked up with twins, a prospect I find terrifying. On the one hand, at least I’d get both babies out of the way with one shot. I’d have to have a C-section, that’s for sure. But what if I had twin boys? UGH. So that’s happening some time this month. There’s more to it than that, there’s some sperm washing involved, I’ll be sure to update with all the grisly details later on. Right now, though, NAP TIME.