Alas, no excuses. But welcome February, last month before I turn 25, and home of SuperBowl goodness. Even if it is another year without the Chiefs. *sniffle*
Also, congrats and good luck Kim! I'm a little behind the ball here, but that's gotta be fun to work in labor/delivery once your patients find out you're pregnant.
So I turn on the TV as I'm about to sit down for a fabulous dinner finishing off the wings from Sunday, because of course what's dinner without TV, and I run across Modern Marvels on the History Channel. Now, whoever can say no to a show designed to make us feel all sophisticated in our 21st century goodness at the expense of all our simpleton forebearers I would like to meet. So I dig in to the wings, which is pretty much committing to the current TV show for a few minutes. Well it turns out to be the one about sex tech.
But no worries. It was actually really good. Did you know for example that the most common form of birth control in the US is sterilization? The things you learn.
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