We are heading to Vegas today for the rest of the week. We will be meeting up with the rest of Brian's family to be present for, and celebrate, an award that his mom is receiving tomorrow at her annual convention.
And seeing as it is day 29 for me, even though she has yet to make an appearance, I'm sure that Aunt Flo will crash the celebration at some point. However, once she does arrive I will be totally polite and take her along to Margaritaville so that I can partake in a giant, birdbath sized margarita of my choice. Maybe even two. Along with some type of fried, cheesy, spicy snack item.
This is really pretty aggravating because the only time I have ever had longer than a 28 day cycle was the cycle in which I got pregnant. However, I know that isn't happening this time. My temp dropped another 1/4 of a degree this morning. How that whole thing works is that your body temperature goes up after you ovulate, and stays up while your body produces progesterone. It will stay up if you are pregnant, but drop sharply right before your cycle starts.
Oh well, enough of all that. We are heading to Vegas and Molly is heading to the pet resort. No gambling for me though, because I am choosing to gamble on my ovaries over the next 6 weeks instead.