Mirena

HAHAHAHAHA! Have you seen this commercial? "Mirena is so great!" and then you get a full 2 minutes of all the horrible possible side effects. I mean, that's not so uncommon, but this one was terrible!

I almost bought a Cosmo today. Or was it Glamour? Whatever one Carrie Underwood is on. I LOVE her red dress. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! That's not why I was going to buy it. I was going to buy it so I could go through it and see all the fakeness, and laugh at all the stupid articles on how to have the best sex of your life and how to get whatever you want all the time. I didn't. I resisted.

It's spring time soon. I have a swimsuit. It's all right. It's red on top and black on the bottom, and I love red. And I look just fine in it. I should be saying that with happiness, but I'm saying it in the most bored Nicki voice ever. Because I want to be CUTE in a suit! I know, I know, I know. I'm sure I'm perfectly adorable in the one I have. I know. I wrestle the beast- the Swim Suit beast. I want a CUTE suit! For who? What does it matter? It's pretty irritating that I am aware that no matter what suit I put on, I'm going to find plenty of things "wrong" with me. That's THOROUGHLY irritating. Especially because there's no one to impress except for me, you know? It's not like I'm going to the pool to pick up boys. And it's not like I don't look pretty damned good for 4 kids in 5 years anyway. silly. I'm going to Kohls tomorrow, and perhaps the Suit Gods will be smiling on me, and it will work out. Or not. We're going to find out!

Tomorrow night we are going out to eat with Tiffany and her mom. I actually owe Tiffany her own page. Let's go do that now!