A long post but worth every shiny penny (at least to me, and that's what counts)

So I have managed a feat today -- I finished making my baby announcements 2 days shy of his 6-week birthday (isn't amazing that we count in weeks?) and have them and all thank you cards set to go out tomorrow. Before Easter. Can I get a woohoo? Woohoo, then!

I had my six-week check up at the OB -- just so y'all know, my uterus is back in place and I've been cleared for sex and exercise ... or sex as exercise, if I so choose. I've also lost another 7 pounds, making me now lighter than I've been in a couple years. Another 30 and I'll be where I was for the three months between my relationship with my ex-fiance and my relationship with my husband. That is my ultimate goal weight. Now, I'm not telling you what that amount is but I'll tell you if I get there! And I refuse to do it by starving myself or becoming one of those exercise-anorexics, and I will not give up my favorite foods. Folks, if I can't get there in moderation it's just not worth getting there, for I do so love my sweets and carbs.

I've also decided that my new contraception of choice is an IUC -- you know, those commercials with the lady with 4 kids running around who gets the t-shaped plastic doo-dad shoved up her hoo-haa, and then decides she wants another one so she gets it pulled back out? Yeah, that's going to be me. I can't wait, really. I'm terrible with pills (noted by my vitamins sitting next my child's vitamins with the hopes that we can take them together but instead neither of us get our vitamins even though strangely he likes his).

So now that you know everything about my, well, hoo-haa, on to bigger (hehe) and better topics. Yesterday I was wandering around B&N (which incidently I'm not fond of anymore ... somehow I became a Borders convert without realizing it) looking for a book for my mom that obviously has not come out yet, and I located Diablo Cody's Candy Girl - A Year in the Life of an Unlikely Stripper and promptly purchased it. I also bought Roald Dahl's autobiography Boy to even out the subversiveness. Even though I had finally gotten 25 pages (and they were 25 great pages) into Almost Moon, I was too curious to not start it right away. So this morning I did.

At 3pm I finished it. Pretty decent, I would say. Not in the "clothed" decency realm, more of the skanky, greased stripper pole end of decent, actually. I wasn't too impressed at the beginning -- I remember before I saw Juno I read a review which said something along the lines of it being "overtly aware of its own wit". I didn't see that in Juno so much because I wasn't reading the non-dialog, but Candy Girl read a bit like a pop culture Dennis Miller rant -- lots of similes and adverbs and obscure references that seem contrived to make her feel smarter than she actually may be. But after about 20 pages I got over that and it was a pretty fun read! Those that are less sensitive about those sorts of things are likely to really enjoy it. Although I felt a little dirty reading it while breastfeeding ...

So now back to the more respectable I-killed-my-mother-because-I-couldn't-clean-her-feces-anymore book. I'll let you know how that is too!

In other completely non-vag related news, I took Lola to the groomers yesterday. How she turned out is completely my fault, and I feel bad about it. But really, the groomer's idea of "all shaved down" and mine is completely different. She has the mane and tail though ... and she'd look less ridiculous without them. I'll post pictures as soon as I don't have a child attached to my teat, I promise (see, teat but no vag -- I'm coming up in the world!)