That which does not kill us...

...makes us stronger, or at the very least clinically insane. My long journey through infertility, adoption (and now parenting), and weight loss.

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one!' - C.S. Lewis

6/24/2005

11 days

The diaper bag is packed.

Still no word from the attorney on how the birthmother (like I said before, I will call her B.) fared at her ob appointment earlier this week. I just need info. Something to keep me from obsessing and spiraling into irrational thought.

Totally off topic...

When your best friends say they want to take you to dinner to celebrate the good news, do you assume that they are paying? Or if they care what you want to eat, where you want to go, etc.?

Answer: A normal person would say yes and yes. But clearly, I don't have normal friends. We split the check and they chose the place. And by the way if you offer to drive and then wait til we show up and look at us blankly and say 'oh, you want us to drive???', then you are an a$$hole in my book. I can't believe it; I knew that they were self centered, but sheesh. And one last thing, don't say it is a celebration for our good news, when you were actually looking for an excuse to buy a new outfit and show off the newly purchased bre@st implants you got a few weeks back. Don't even put them in the same mf'ing category. I'd be happy to celebrate your tits with you, but not the same night. No. Not. Ever.

But on a positive note, take a look at my weight loss stats on the side nav bar. Woohoo!

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