30 of 30: Ta-DA!!

I did it!!

Please remind me next November to never, ever do that again.

Also? Please feel free to shower me with gratuitous congratulatory comments. I like that kind of shit.

28 of 30: It Shouldn’t Be a Secret

Today I was catching up with my reader, and since it’s Sunday, the weekly addition to PostSecrets was there waiting for me. It happens on occasion that a secret will appear that is infertility or miscarriage related that seems to always strike a chord of commiseration with me. Sadly, today, there was another one that was related to secondary infertility, something I know all TOO well.

This one infuriates me almost beyond words.

Thank goodness he’s at peace with his secret; with his life-altering decision. But obviously his wife will be forever altered negatively as it will be her that moves forward in life believing herself to be the failure in their quest to expand their family.

This husband is a nutless wonder, both literally and figuratively. “…getting it regularly…” is where his priority lies while every CD1 his wife probably quietly sobs in the bathroom out of earshot of their only child and wonders why god has punished her.

I hope she ends up in an affair and gets pregnant.

And for anyone who thinks as a couple’s infertility testing is expensive? Might I recommend a semen analysis (SA), which can cost anywhere between $100 – 200. Ironically, the least expensive diagnostic testing when it comes to infertility is the testing available to men. Maybe someday soon, the wife in this relationship will realize this.

27 of 30: Quickie

Quick! Sparring Partner just drove into town to get me my mocha so I’m going to get in a quickee

(teehee, I said quickie!)

Trying to brine the 21# turkey that was in the freezer for the past year. Even though it was transferred tot he fridge 4 days ago, the giblets (aka. the neck!) were still frozen inside. It could be a disaster, but it doesn’t matter. Saturday and all is open. We can order a delivery ppizza if all else fails.

Sorry for the grammatical errors. no time to fix or alter since he’ll rip me a new one if he catches me. NaBloPoMo be damned!

I swear there was something else I wante dot tell you but now I can’t remember….only a few more of these damn posts left for November and then I swear I’m going to take 6 months off. I don’t know why I do them since I know most of the posts suck.I’d ask for your forgiveness except obviously you forgave me suckiness ages ago or else you would keep coming back.

Wish us luck that the turkey doesn’t explode like in the scene from that movie with Chevy Chase…not Monty Python’s Christmas…jeus what the fuck was it called?!  No time to google gotta go bai!!

26 of 30: Holiday Cheer

I got up at 5:30 this morning, Black Friday, because I had to work. I didn’t mind, really, because I don’t believe being able to buy a DVD at $1.99 is worth the fighting and the pushing and the air of Bitch permeating the air. By the time I pulled up to the office, the local news was running. Police had been called to a fight over line-positioning at the local home improvement store as well as to break up a fight in the toy aisle at the Crazy Loving Wally World, in which there was supposedly an arrest as a result.

How would you like to make that phone call? “Honey, could you please bail me out? Bail is $200…BUT I SAVED $5.00 ON SUZIE’S DOLL HOUSE! *brief pause* Whadya mean this is the last Black Friday for me?! I will SO cut you when I get home!!”

When I got off work sometime after 2:00, I did venture into the local Tarjay. I think it’s fun to be OVERLY polite as I try to manipulate the too narrow aisles with my empty cart. “Pardon me, please. May I get by?” “Excuse me…I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to bump you.” “Sorry to bother you, but do you see another whateverthatwas on that shelf by you?”

My cheery smile and charming disposition is probably like a tall glass of ice-cold lemonade for those shoppers who had already been up for 12 hours. Frankly, I also like to dispel the current belief that civility has died. It wasn’t too long ago that I saw a news story on how people have forgotten how to say please and thank you and especially you’re welcome. We have become more rude, more selfish with our smiles; but even I can sometimes flash a toothy smile. And if *I* can, you really have no excuse, now do you?

25 of 30: Give Thanks

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I don’t have anything profound to add to whatever everyone else has or will post today. I just want you to all have a lovely day whether you will be chillin’ with your loved ones and watching the parade; wearing your fat pants and eating more than you have in one sitting then you have all month; or prepping your comfy shoes and going to bed at 5:00 p.m. in order to get up at 2:00 a.m. for Black Friday (and if that’s you? You are an idiot.).

24 of 30: Reflection

There’s a woman who is from Belgium that is part of this temp group I’m with.

Preggo asked Belgium, “What are you doing for Thanksgiving?”

Belgium replies, “I don’t have plans; it’s not something I celebrate”.

“Why not?” asks Preggo.

“Because it’s an American holiday.”

“Huh. You learn something new everyday, don’t you?”

By the way, Preggo is taking a year off from being a teacher while she completes her gestation.

What does it say about me, that I am this idiot’s equal?


If you are traveling by car this weekend, or you have friends and family hitting the roads, please share this.

Embrace Life.