I'm not going to tell you who my Aunt Flo is. If you're reading this, chances are you know.
She was supposed to come visit yesterday. My sonohystogram scheduled for July 13 depended on her showing her face. As I laid in bed last night, I was cursing her for not showing up. At the same time I was cursing her, I was praying she'd make a visit just for me.
She came. Had to show her face in the middle of the night, but she still showed up.
Normally I wouldn't like her visiting, but for the next couple months, she's welcome.
Sonohystogram is still on.