The Nest

Happy Weekends are Back!

Posted Monday, August 20, 2007 1:13 PM

Well, this was my birthday weekend, so of course it was happier than most others, but we're also slowly returning to the good old days of life before the basement project.

Chris and I went to a concert on Friday night with my brother and his girlfriend. It was the greatest time. The bands were awesome, and I went into a mosh pit for the first time ever! I definitely had my punk days of past, but I was never a concert person, so I missed out on the whole ska dancing/mosh pitting phase. I must admit, I was never more attracted to my husband than during the show when he looked me in the eyes, slid off his glasses and handed them to me, and said, "I'm going in." This coming from a guy who made it clear he wanted to stay outside the center of the crowd because he's "too old to be in the middle of a mosh pit."  But once we got there he said that old habits die hard, told me he'd be back in half an hour, grabbed my brother, and the two were off. 

(back story, my brother and Chris have been best friends since high school so they spent many years at concerts like this)

I was just so turned on by how fun and badass my husband was in that moment. It also showed me the side of Chris I was never fortunate enough to know: the person he was before he met me, before he graduated from college, got a full time job, took out a mortgage loan, etc. He was a really fun and energetic, punky and alternative, life of the party kid before growing up kicked him in the butt. I loved every minute of seeing him experience freedom from the worries of life.

And since we're such good sports, my brother's girlfriend and I decided join them before the last band took the stage. We forced our way through the crowd up to the front of the stage, knowing full well that we were in the prime moshing section and were about to be demolished. Once the band came out, it was all over. I had no control over my body, I wasn't able to stand upright, and I was covered in sweat. Gross. I lasted three songs and that was it. In my defense, I love to dance and really enjoy the music, and I just really couldn't do that when I was being tossed around like clothes during the spin cycle!

I took off work on Saturday (thank god) so we had family come over for food and cake. Yummy, Ben & Jerry's ice cream cake... My sister brought her new boyfriend, which is a whole other post I'll have to muster up the sanity to write later. After they left, my husband took me out for drinks and dinner, and we had a great, relaxing night. On Sunday, that same wonderful husband entered his laziest mode ever (I'll let him be lazy all he wants right now since he just completed 7 months of non-stop house reconstruction), and I don't think he ever even stepped foot outside! He played his Wii all day, but that made me happy since that damn thing has been packed up since January (due to previously mentioned basement project) and it cost way too much money and I stood in too many excruciating lines to get that thing for him for Christmas for it to sit in storage and not be used.

Lastly, went to the doctor today. She is way proactive. I just wanted to ask some questions, I'm not at all worried about anything, but she gave me a drug to bring on my period, then she wants me to get a blood test the first day or two of my period to rule out thyroid or other such issues. Hmm, it's only been 5 months since I went off birth control, but man, she doesn't like a woman to struggle or something. I'm unsure I want to take this drug (Prometrium) because I have to take it for 10 days and then I will have my period following those ten days.  But judging by my previous two cycles off birth control, I'll be starting my period between 5 and 10 days from now.  So do I really need to take this drug?  What if it doesn't come in 10 days and I wasted those ten days not taking the drug. And I can't ask my mom (a nurse) about it because she doesn't even know I'm off birth control! Ah, the secrets and lies of TTC...