High School Again

We have been getting snow, and where we live, our streets don't get plowed.  Growing up in New Mexico, I didn't have a whole bunch of experience driving in snow, so I would prefer not to.  If I don't have to go out in it, I don't.

Last year, when we lived in Kansas City, I ended up in the center grassy area of the highway trying to get home one night.

Good thing my husband has a big truck!  He came and rescued me.

Since he doesn't have 'set' hours at work, I asked him if he would drive me Monday morning to my substituting assignment.  I felt like I was back in high school as he dropped me off, I leaned over and gave him a kiss, and grabbed my back pack (what I keep all my stuff in for subbing) to jump out.  It kinda made me laugh!

He came and picked me up too, and what a great day to end a day at school, with my honey waiting for me. 

Another reason I feel like I'm in high school again is all these damn pimples.  Ho. ly. cow.  I never broke out like this when I WAS in high school.  And never before this bad when I have been on any of the other fertility drugs (Clomid, Femera, or the Bravelle the last few months).  Something changed, and I don't like it.  It seems like every time I look in the mirror, more have popped up.  They aren't big, just tiny little white heads... but they are everywhere! 

Gross....

In infertility news, my body took the past 6 Bravelle shots with a grain of salt, and gave me nothing.

Well, I guess not 'nothing', I have three follicles growing, one is 12mm, and the other two are 10.8/10.9mm.

Three more shots, and we will see where things are at on Friday.