Not really, but it was the only thing I could think at the moment.  Last night we went out for the male review again.  *sigh*  Good times, good times.  I wasn’t going to go out because of my lousy afternoon with the OB, but decided it might be the best thing for me at the time.  The evening didn’t end so great, but I am glad I went out and did a little something *just for me.*


Good times, good times. 

(And you all know I am kidding, right?  I would never do anything to compromise the honor and integrity of my marriage and if I knew DH wasn’t cool with it, I wouldn’t go.  So yeah…  As long as we’re all on the same page here.)