February 2007

Now let us never speak of it again.

February 27, 2007

It is a good thing this is a written journal instead of a podcast, because between my stuffy nose, croaking throat, and intermittent bouts of coughing, I am not sure you would be able to understand anything I say. I know it is controversial, but let me go on the record as saying I hate [...]

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Wedding Wednesday: Standing on Ceremony.

February 21, 2007

I am not sure what happened to the last week, but it seems to be over. Where does the time go? The time that I don’t spend whining about how quickly the time goes, I mean. Anyway, when we left off I was telling you that I hired a judge. I should specify that I [...]

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Wedding Wednesday: When Girdles Attack.

February 14, 2007

Part of the reason I decided to do a weekly wedding post is so that I would stop feeling guilty for writing about things like what kind of earrings will look best with my dress and whether or not to have a vegetarian option at dinner. For some reason I get embarrassed talking about the [...]

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Expletive.

February 13, 2007

I wouldn’t say that I am waiting for the other shoe to drop, exactly. It is more like I am crouching under my desk, wondering HOW MANY MORE SHOES ARE UP THERE? Some years ago I had a spat with a police officer who peevishly ticketed my car each morning for two weeks. The tickets [...]

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Stoned Love.

February 9, 2007

I am reasonably certain that I passed my kidney stone last night. “Reasonably certain” because I did not actually catch the stone in my cup. I peed into my tiny, inadequate strainer. I felt a searing pain, as I had every time I’d used the bathroom for the previous hour. I looked into the strainer [...]

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21, 38, eleventy-2, Hut!

February 6, 2007

I do not like painkillers. I don’t mean Advil, I mean things like Percocet and Vicodin. I realize I may be in the minority here, but they make me feel funny, and I am suspicious of things that make me feel funny. Feeling funny, for me, usually leads to feeling nervous about feeling funny, which [...]

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I hope bad things don’t really come in threes…

February 2, 2007

A few days ago I started having some…pain. Mostly in my back, but also in the groin-al area. I assumed it was somehow related to my Lady Parts and the recent miscarriage. Because surely, there is some sort of limit on the number of medical catastrophes that can occur in a two week period. Well, [...]

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