I took a pregnancy test this morning and it was negative. I wasn't too surprised because I kinda started yesterday and put two and two together. So, I called the Dr. b/c I was supposed to let them know the results of the test either way and to see if they got my lab work (progesterone level) from last week. So if I don't have to be on meds, we'll try again in Dec. If I have to be on Clomid, I'm not sure how long I'll have to take that before trying again. I'm still waiting for the Dr.'s office to call me back. I called them at like 10:30, and they usually get right back so I don't know what the deal is with that. The wedding on Sat. was fun. Terri got to meet some serious blasts from my past that I never thought she would have the opportunity to meet. Including the brother of my sister's ex-boyfriend (take a second to figure that out) who I also went to a dance with in high school when I was like 15. Come to find out, he's kinda gay. It had not occurred to me until I talked to him on Sat., but there were some definite tendencies there. Terri's gaydar is more fine-tuned than mine so of course she pointed that out like, "Duh!!!!!" Who knew? It was also good to eat some Croatian food, which not until smelling it, did I realize how much I missed it.