08.06.07 :: 12:59 pm
about 12 people, in other words. it was fun though. great food courtesy of the mister, great music courtesy of myself, and then later great drunken guitar-heroing. in "getting into the swing of things" news, i got my period this month which means my twisted insides are getting something right and therefore I didn't need to take the scary progesterone pills to induce. This is all good news. Not so good news? that the mister said he thought he'd be in a "different" place financially before starting to have babies but you know what? shut up. in short. to get into it further, I will be 32 next month and he will be 35 and i am not waiting a single goddamned fucking second longer. there is never a "perfect time" to have a fucking baby. It's like the END OF YOUR LIFE AS YOU KNOW IT and the beginning of a whole new one. But people have been doing it with much less for a bajillion years and yeah, can you tell I'm really not having any hemming and hawing? Because I'm not. I am getting pregnant by the end of this fucking year if it's the last thing I do. the ticking clock has morphed into a giant fucking liberty bell. hello, monday. |