So, Gene’s birthday was Monday. I won’t tell you how old he is because then he’d look like a major cradle robber, being married to a 29 year old. I will just tell you he was born during Woodstock. Except not at Woodstock. (:::Pauses to consider Blanche at Woodstock::: ) (Ha ha ha). Anyway, I…
Category: Really Deep Thoughts
WANT BABY NOW
So I saw Dr. P Monday. First of all, ob/gyn offices should have two waiting rooms: one for the Knocked Up and one for the Not Knocked, because sitting there surrounded by gestating ladies just makes me sad. Anyway. Dr. P clearly has his head up his own ass. He complimented me on losing weight*…
and this…
is why I do not like to take the day off of work. Don’t get me wrong. I adore not being at work. Mahjobiscrappis, right? But if I take Monday off, it makes Tuesday four times harder to scrape myself out of bed and into an acceptable work attitude (a/k/a Snow White, as D and…
bad sign…
I just had to hunt through 4 different “Favorites” menus in Safari (my web browser of choice) before I could find my link to post in my own blog. In better news, the Great Black and Brown Hunter (a/k/a Betty) killed a rabbit today. And left it behind my chair. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Fortunately, Gene handled disposal….
Greetings, peeps!
(Eeeew, peeps are so gross) How are you? I am fine. I am sorry for the lack of posting…unless you read the blog when I had a new post up a few days ago that I later saved again as a draft, in which case I assure you I am fine. I miss television. Yeah,…
If you are ever asked…
to help plan my funeral, please do not play weepy country songs, OK? Just play one or both of the following: 1) the “na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye!” song 2) the song from the Vonage commercial (the one that goes “Woohoo, woohoohoo!”) And perhaps Leonard Cohen’s song “Closing Time” just for good…
Guess what I did…
10 years ago today? Graduated from Ball State University. Ten years ago today marked the satisfying finale to my educational career. Hooray! It is the proudest day of my life, still. I’m not using my degree, not even a little bit. I feel a little bad about it.
So, last Friday…
Last Friday Gene and I went to the Cheesecake City General Hospital for some testing in re: Plan B (lack thereof). And… hmm, well. It doesn’t look good. It doesn’t look impossible (yet, points out the little dark part of my head, the part that Googles in its free time). More testing in August, we’ll…
oh, that’s right!
My darling baby brother, Macaulay/Bill, kindly reminded me of one of the greatest parts of my entire wedding experience. And most of you were witness to this, but…what the hell, since when has redundancy ever stopped me? So, our rehearsal dinner was held at a Creole (?) restaurant in Cheesecake City. I chose it because…
7 years…
So, seven years ago today Gene and I got married. Just about everyone who reads this blog was there and like I said on Facebook, I am so thankful that everyone I love in the world was there. I have the pictures to prove it 🙂 This time 7 years ago, Gene and I sat…