A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words and Good Until May 2009

It dawned on me the other day that one of the reasons that I'm now 32 weeks pregnant with our fourth child is that I haven't been cleaning out our fridge as often as I should have been.

Why is that you may ask? Well, look carefully. Do you see what I see?

There, tucked behind the tapenade and lime juice. There, sitting on the door, as it has since I saw my ob/gyn about 2 years ago, is a simple blue box. That would be a Nuva Ring. A sure fired method of contraception. If you actually use it. Perhaps it's presence there explains why we are always out of eggs...

I had a good look at the box and lucky me! It's still good until May 2009, which, if all goes as planned, should be right about the time Whoopsie makes her independent physical appearance. Though, I think at that point, more permenant methods are going to have to be discussed.

Did I mention that I also found a bag of linseeds in there that date from about 2004-2005 when my sister-in-law gave them to me to help The Princess with some constipation issues? Or the Thousand Island Dressing I brought back with me from the States in August, which has congealed ever so nicely? Or the pickled onions who are now so pickled, they should probably be going to AA?

Note to self: If I really am starting on the slippery slope of nesting before Whoopsie gets here, I need to remember that should include jettisoning the older contents of the fridge. Nuva Ring included. Being called the Birth Control Bed & Breakfast is one thing, actually serving it with toast and marmalade is another.