You Get What You Ask For...

So, here is our tree and our family room in all it's messy & half-finished project glory.

Before:

And after:
I want to draw particular attention to the klassy white trash bag under the tree. Only the best ghetto style for us! The tree stand is too big for a normal, cute skirt, so I've got the makings for a custom skirt, just haven't sat down at the sewing machine yet to take care of it.

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Today I went up to Richmond, Short Pump Mall to be precise, and decided that the 7th circle of hell is alive and well on Broad Street in that area. Maybe it was because it's the last real weekend before Christmas, but everybody (and their brother's and sisters, too) seemed to be out there. It made me really glad I don't have to deal with traffic like that every day! The worst part is that I only really found anything in one store! So it feels like I wasted some time and gas.

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Those of you who are uninterested in our ongoing efforts at procreation can stop reading now...






That time of the month - 1, Clomid - 0 ... So, on to Clomid Round #2 next week and DH will be making the appointment to have his swimmers checked out. Hopefully all will be well with them, and this round will be successful. I have to admit I'm disappointed, I was deep-down hoping to be able to give our parents good news (though they don't know we are trying and have been 99% good about not pressing for grandchildren) as a Christmas surprise. On a lighter note, I guess this means that I need to start watching what I eat again, with having the excuse of a possible "eating for two" invalid at this time.