Wiegand Writes

After watching the Real L Word all day, I've come to the conclusion that Meg and I should have been on that show! I am confident that all of America would have died laughing had they witnessed today's events.  Our excitement stemmed from a surprise visit of hormones (I'll admit, some were mine). Now, I'm not talking about the type of hormones that make you cry at those animal rescue commercials (you know, the ones with Sarah McLachlan?) No, I'm talking about the hormones that make you want to throw something against the wall, rip out all of your hair, and then apologize all on a whim.  At 4dpiui, it's way too early for PMS and implantation doesn't start until at least day 6, so really the only explanation is stress. Clearly, ttc has taken a toll on our bodies and our minds.  Meg is back to her "negative nancy" mentality. She said that she would be shocked if we actually got pregnant this time. I, naturally, started to cry. She then proceeded to ...

If you read my post about dancing to "This Will Be" you probably won't be surprised to learn that I relate every aspect of my life to music (and sometimes to movies). I wake up singing random songs (can't emphasize random enough!!!) Even worse, when someone says something that reminds me of a song, I break out in tune. I suppose this would be as good a time as any to tell you that I CAN'T sing. (Funny fact-my mom encouraged me to play the saxophone because I couldn't play and sing at the same time!!!) Oh, I should also tell you that I never really know the words (I just kind of make them up) and Meg makes fun of me for it. If you're familiar with the song "Come to My Window" by Melissa Etheridge, you know the chorus as, "Come to my window. Crawl inside. Wait by the light of the moon.." Well, for the longest time I thought it said, "Come to my window. Crawl inside. Wait by the light up on the roof." Whoops... Anyway, back...

While driving Meg to work this morning Meg and I got into a heated conversation (she claimed we were fighting, but I beg to differ). Anyhow, this is my attempt to recreate the conversation...LOL, I'm still laughing! Me: You know how people take pictures of their bellies when they're pregnant and post them on facebook? Meg: Yea? Me: It's weird when they take pictures before they're even showing Meg: (silent) Me: What are you thinking? Meg: I'm thinking that I don't want to do that Me: Why? Meg: Because it's none of their business. Our friends will see my belly in person Me: Why wouldn't you want people to see it? Are you afraid of people finding out you're pregnant? Because they will find out! Meg: No. It's just that our society revolves around technology and if they're our friends then we will hang out. People are too busy texting and using facebook that they don't even pick up the phone anymore. I don't want to ...