another reason to love leaves

At dinner tonight, after a glass of wine, a friend told me about an intriguing thing. She explained there is a device she has, that can determine where a woman is, in her monthly cycle. All you need to do is spit on this device, and a beautiful fern leaf pattern will appear if you are ovulating. Spit, fern leaf, time to get preggers. It seemed like the kind of thing where a day later I would call my friend and tell her, 'ya, I had this crazy dream where you told me about this thing...you had to spit on it, and then your saliva would turn into a fern leaf and that's how you would know you were ovulating...I know, crazy dream...', but NO, not a dream, not crazy. All real. Ah-may-zing.

I found some of the mentioned awesome ovulation testers on the Internet and I'm not trying to get pregnant but here are the reasons I'm aching badly for one:
I like trees and leaves.
I can feel myself ovulate. Or so I think and would like to know for sure.
I have my 'monthly moons' within a day of the full moon. This last point can count more for pride than reason.

Well, my friend had barely any use for her tester as all she had to do was the basic necessary deed to become even a bit pregnant...twice...so she has offered me hers. After telling me this I wanted to blurt, "OF COURSE I WANT IT", but I also felt as if it's like sharing a toothbrush or diva cup. Still though, the urge to see my saliva form into a beautiful fern is too overpowering.