No, but yeah, but no, but yeah, but no because something what I don't even know nothing about. So shut up

It's all been a bit quiet on the Vicki front as far as 12wbt goes. I did my weigh-in this morning & I have stayed the same. Frowny face. I've been pretty good with my exermorsizing but I think my portions might be getting bigger. Sigh.
On Monday I had my frozen embryo implanted. This little cryogenic dude was defrosted like a block of mince on the kitchen sink and the scientists reckon it is in really good knick. I did a double-take when they started talking about Embryonics. I thought they said Embionic and they had injected the little coffee cup stain with some sort of Spiderman type super human powers like The Bionic Man.
No such luck.
On a bad 12wbt point, the IVF clinic has (once again) said that I am to do NO physical activity that will raise my core body temperature. So I am just going to go for some noice casual walks along the waterfront in the arvos instead of my usual grunting & sweating on the treadmill & rower.
So now the 2 week wait is on..... (again)

 

In other Mz Vicki news, on the weekend TBF & I went to my neighbour's surprise 40th birthday party. The theme was British / UK as the birthday boy is from Manchester. Now let it be known that my neighbours DO NOT shy away from chucking a full on shin-dig and so we knew it was going to be a cracker of a night.

I fulfilled one of my fancy dress costume fantasties (I have many) and went as an Essex Chav.

(A working-class youth, especially one associated with aggression, poor education, and a perceived "common" taste in clothing and lifestyle ... think Vicky Pollard in Little Britain)

I was well proper fit .

TBF decided to go as Amy Winehouse. He donned an AW beehive wig and I did his makeup. Yep, the over 6 foot tall bearded fella looked the part alright. It was a great night and I did a good job staying off the grog and drinking my Diet Kirks Creaming Soda all night.

Weren't even naff or nuffin! Don't give me Evils!