So I’m charting again. I stopped a long time ago because the futility overwhelmed me, but now that we’re here and I’m not a pathetic sack of anxiety I thought it might be a good idea to start again.
My husband was looking over my shoulder as I was on FF the other day, and we had the following conversation:
Husband: What does BD mean?
Me: It’s dumb. Are you sure you want to know?
Husband: Come on, what does it mean?
Me: Baby dance.
Husband: Baby dance, baby dance, everybody take off your pants.