Lady Business...

Since I know that only my husband and life long friend read this I'm OK having a conversation about my lady business. Some say who-ha, va-jay-jay or the proper term vagina; I say lady business. My lady business has been messed up for a month now. I would like to contribute it to my aggressive 3 1/2 weeks of fitness, but my body has always been wacky, and now it is going to be wacky even on the pill. Apparently this low-dose may not be high enough to combat the super powers that behold my lady business. The only thing fabulous about today's doctor appointment was that I was 7 pounds lighter than when I was seen in October, and that was being weighed at 3:45pm, and everyone knows how much heavier you are in the evening (at least that is my excuse typically). Who knows why I'm having a weird cycle but the best answer was to just stop taking the pill and go au naturale. Hmmm...I'm cool with this because I know we will be extra careful not to get pregnant before our trip to Italy. I'm immediately wanting to do a WebMD search to see if 10 pounds is just going to fly off my body for lack of crazy hormones. I doubt any of this will happen, but a girl can dream. Oh and the doc took a blood sample to check my thyroid..please, like I haven't blamed my thyroid for the big thighs all my life. I could have saved myself that lab cost, but I'll go along with this game. If my thyroid is messed up, than pigs truly will fly. We did elect an African American President and Kent tried a shiitake mushroom the other day, so anything is possible.