Before I begin I would like to state for the record that I am not pregnant. Just want to put it out there because I know you all care.
When I found out I was pregnant with Ellis, I was in total disbelief. Especially since I had gone to a Festivus party the previous night and got crazy (= two drinks). I think I was out til 11. I also didn't really think that one (of the female variety, of course) could get pregnant. And worst of all, I realized I had to tell my grandpa and he would know, well you know. Jesus. I am re-freaking out as I type this. Anywhoo, I remember the test, and how gross and weird it was; " Look, Mr. Swirley! It has two lines! Touch it! Hold it! It's covered in grossness! Celebrate!!!" is pretty much how it went.
What's even weirder is if your mom asks you for a test. No, she isn't pregnant either. But she is in denial that she is going through "the change". I called my best friend Katie over at Otter Down because we no longer talk about boys we like and instead have moved on to things like pregnancy tests for moms and bunions. And do you know what she told me? That she actually had recently done some research on pregnancy tests for a freelance gig she is working on. And it's nuts. Educate yourself.
Medieval times - physicians would mix wine with urine to see if a woman was pregnant
A-Z test - inject mice/rats with urine
Frog test - injected urine into frogs and see if female frog ovulated
I also enjoyed the "Weird animal secretions" video for obvious reasons.
If you want more you can check out her blog here. Plus she has bears hanging out in her front yard feeding on carcasses, so there is always that.