I filled Tom in on my chat with Shelly. If I didn't know any better, I'd think I was either on Aerobid again or a manic depressant, since I've gone from being psyched about my talk with Shelly to being depressed over never being able to have a kid, and back and forth.

I saw the true story of a paralyzed woman who walked in a marathon. If a paralyzed woman can walk in a marathon, why can't I have a kid? Huh? Which one's more normal and common? Being paralyzed and walking in a marathon, or having a baby?

Of course, Tom told me again that he knows I don't believe it, but I'm going to have a baby. Of course I don't believe it, cuz my husband is wrong. But he is my husband. Therefore, of course he's gonna tell me that, whether he believes it or not. He'll always tell me that. Even when I'm old and gray.

Andy will be over in about an hour.