Doesn't appear that I am pregnant this month. Oh well. On to another month! A better month! Yes...a Clomid month!

Just kidding. Actually, I am in a surprisingly good mood today. The sun is shining, I've got my favorite red sweater on, and by golly, if I want a swig of whiskey, then I can go have one. I can also ride a roller coaster, take Advil, sit in a Jacuzzi, eat sushi or wrestle a crocodile. All this because I am not pregnant. Actually I was reading an article about Terry Irwin, wife of the crocodile hunter, and she wrestled crocodiles until she was like seven months pregnant. Won't be doing that.