I do not love them. In fact I don’t even like them all that much. Lyz had asked last week what time we were planning on doing them…8pm each night. So the first night I text her at 7:55pm “Hi”. She calls from her other phone at 8:01pm and starts blabbering about nonsense. The amazing thing is, she never got my text!! She just knew to call me and distract me from Jenn coming at me with the needle!!
The second night we were out for a drive and she called. “You are in the car aren’t you?” “Yes” “Well how am I supposed to call and pretend I just have stuff to ramble about when you aren’t even doing the shot at the right time” I called her back when we got home and even supplied that evening’s nonsense subject.
Tuesday night she had her monthly Bunco game, so I excused her from her nightly call. It was no fun without her. So I ignored the fact that Jenn was preparing the shot by playing on the laptop and Jenn had to maneuver around my arms and the laptop to shoot me. It was funny.
Last night I was sitting in my spot with my phone in hand. Jenn was sitting on the couch with needle in hand. I would not let her near me. I knew Lyz would call. at 8:06pm her ringer sounded on my phone (99 Red Balloons in case you were curious) and she says “I’m too late aren’t I?” No, of course you weren’t silly!! I never gave up on you!! She even had the world’s best excuse–they were taking a bath! They haven’t had hot water in forever and finally got the hot water heater replaced last night so her and the girls hopped in the tub!
Now that you have read my dull life and how I rope my friends into catering to my every need, I need to rope you all in too!! Friday night at 8pm when I am supposed to be getting my shot, I will be sitting with Jenn and Lyz watching Harry Potter. Lyz and I took a vote, and we should still do the shot at 8pm in the middle of the theatre. Jenn says no. She is convinced that someone will think that she is giving me some kind of illegal drug. Really?? Who is going to be paying attention to my flabby belly when… I can’t say. What if someone reads this who doesn’t know how it ends. Let’s just say who is going to be paying attention to my flabby belly when they are supposed to be reaching for their kleenex box??????
So…please comment telling Jenn to give me the shot at the movie. If you disagree please ignore this post and do not add any fuel to Jenn’s fire. Lyz says that if we do get pregnant this cycle we should name the baby after a Harry Potter character. I’ve been begging for Jenn to let me name a future daughter Bellatrix forever!! But, I guess I’ll have to settle with knowing a cat by that name!!





































