Craziness.

A lot has been happening, and I haven't had the chance to blog =(.

Thursday I went to Carlos and Mickey's with one of my best friends here, Le. I met this girl when Will graduated BCT, and was so glad to learn she got stationed here as well. Our outings are hectic, and often long apart =(.
But we had a blast. There was a live band, amazing food, and I got a birthday balloon! (but the stupid El Paso wind stole it =(  ). Then we went over to a small shopping area, where she bought me some birthday candles from Bath & Body Works. To symbolize me turning 21, she picked out the Island Margarita one =).
And I got the cutest tablecloth from Target =)).

Friday we had to run to the PX to get Will cleats for this baseball game on Saturday. Afterwards we decided to grab dinner. I voted Chili's =). We both ordered steaks, and I got to enjoy their World's Freshest Margarita. So entirely yummy. I even had a coupon for a birthday brownie sundae =). Then we came home and watched 127 Hours. Amazing movie. Gotta love James Franco.

Saturday started early. We were suppose to be at the field by 9. Only two team members showed, so they tossed around the ball thinking everyone else would show up soon. Wellll...they didn't. So we wasted our time, money, and gas for this..go figure. =/. Saturday evening we had friends over for Monopoly Streets and some yummy chili. =).

And Sunday was a lazy day. I'm on my menstrual AGAIN. My doctor said this is normal right now, but if next month I continue to have abnormal cycles, she'd run tests. Oh goody =/. Will cooked steak, mac & cheese, and black eyed peas. We played on the PS3, and watched 'Wedding Crashers.'

I got pretty bummed out today when I realized yesterday marked two months. I have to go back in on Tuesday, because as of last week, my levels were still 10. I do not know how. I also have an ultrasound that day, to see if a) my tube is back to normal, and b) if everything is still inflamed. Seriously not looking forward to it. I'd love to be back 100%.  I'm so sick of getting poked and prodded. I AM NOT a guinea pig. I'm a human. And it seriously kills me knowing I'm still enduring everything without a baby in 6 months to hold. I just hold that soft green polka-dotted blanket and cry.