My appointment went as well as it could. The IUD is still in place and it's where it is supposed to be. And I cracked the doctor up enough for him to say, "Your husband must love having you around, you have such a great sense of humor." Oh, yeah, I relayed that message. That's good.
I spent the afternoon with SoccerGirl's mom, Patty. That's good, too.
I bought my own Stoli Razberi and a bottle of Diet Pepsi. That's even better than good.
Now, I'm off to ignore men who continue to flap their lips but with my iPod playing in my ears no bad sounds are entering my brain. That's Heaven.