You know, God is pretty smart. I bet that one day when he was making woman, He sat and thought out every little detail that would go into her. For the most part... He did really well wouldn't you agree? But I have a few questions, like what is up with PMS, and why do we have hair that still grows on our legs when we shave them every other day?
There is one aspect of a woman that I think God thought up and then sat back and said "That is really good... I am so Amazing and Smart."
It is that mood that He puts a woman in right around the time that she is ovulating. Now, a mere mortal would have thought to have her be a little frisky when she was ovulating so that she finds the man that she is married to and who leaves the seat up completely and utterly irresistible, but it would only be something that God would think up to not only make the woman frisky, but also give her that one week out of the month where she is skinnier than the rest of the month!
Does this happen to only me? I am willing to bet not, but it never ceases to amaze me the lengths that God will go in order for us to "go forth and multiply."
He knew what He was up against... He had to somehow make a woman-as perfect as she is-want to have "relations" with a man-as flawed as he is-at least once a month... on a specific day... that would make them have a baby.
So what did He do? He made this ovulation thing take place during the best week of this woman's month. It is the week that he didn't make her overly hungry and he graced her with the gift of no water weight whatsoever.
I just finished this week, and let me be perfectly honest, with Carl gone I don't usually pay any attention to the best week of the month because there is no one here to appreciate it. But with Carl home, I can't help but think "Damn! I look good!" and then he looks at me and says "Why yes you do, do you wanna have sex?" and I say, "it would be a crime NOT to have sex when I look this good!" and then he says, "I completely agree." (pfffft, of course he agrees... )
And all the while God is sitting up in Heaven rubbing his Spiritual Hands together and gleefully laughing.
He's so sneaky.
Sidenote: No where in this post am I saying that I am pregnant. Do not read into this... I am simply blogging about something I was thinking about the other day when I was basking in my no water weight body and trying on my new pair of size 6 jeans that I will only be able to wear for one week out of each month.