Ok. Sorry for the confusion.
I thought it would be cute to display a ticker for my countdown to a slick, braces-free smile. I had a few problems. First off it wouldn't fit, and then meltdown central with kids came my way. I wasn't able to adjust the ticker so I just left it, not even thinking twice about it.
Later on I get the call. I wonder to myself why Tiffani would be calling at 8:30 on a Friday night, probably just to tell me how much my friendship means to her, really I was totally flattered.
"What's the ticker on your blog for? Are you pregnant? I just talked to Kim and she wondered if you were too. We thought you might be since the countdown starts with 9 months. "
Seriously. It went that way- I'm not sure Tiff even paused for a breath!
In short- No I'm not pregnant. Sorry to disappoint. I just started something and didn't quite get it finished... which tends to happen a lot more these days.
The up side is I got a comment on my blog. Maybe I should make fake pregnancy tickers more often, it might help the traffic or excitement on this lagging blog.
I love you Tiff, even if you just call to see if I'm yaking my brains out with baby #3.