Friday, September 07, 2007


Hello bloggies! How I've missed you all.

I'm in Boston for the weekend for a wedding reception. They got married in June in NM but his mother is having a reception for them here. I've been friends with her since high school - nearly 20 years! It's so odd to think I've known anyone for that long.

Anybody up for meeting in Beantown on Sunday? Shopping on Newbury street?

So, to catch up....

I had to sign up for MySpace for a book club. Oh, how it sucks you in to its evil ways! Check out MyKerpupples if you're interested.

And I owe you some details on our little fertilization experiment.

It didn't go as well as hoped. Not as many little swimmers as they like to see. Stupid nurse kept babbling and yammering all the while failing to get the stupid catheter into my cervix. She had to take the instrument of torture speculum out to start over and asked if I'd prefer another nurse continue. I responded with a very enthusiastic "Yes". Anyway, the doc wants to have another consultation with us. I'm thinking if we're not knocked up this round she's going to want to move us straight to IVF next cycle.

I should have known the day boded ominous when one of these little fellows commited harikari by flying head-on into one of our picture windows the morning before the procedure. I had to threaten Ripley with harm to get her to drop him. Little fellow was gorgeous, but alas, his poor neck had snapped like a twig.


BeckEye said...

Sorry to hear your little procedure didn't go how you wanted. I just heard that Paris Hilton is ready to reproduce, so you must get pregnant before her to restore my faith in the fairness of the universe.

Speaking of Paris...your Firecrotch of the Month reign is just about up. Of course, you can always try to go for 2 in a row!

Tanya Espanya said...

Aw honey, we're keeping all our fingers, toes and assorted bits crossed for you.

And I wish I could meet up with you in Boston! How fun would that be?

Slave to the dogs said...

Beckeye - our expectations weren't really to hit it on the first try. And if Paris pops one out before I do I'll really be depressed.

I will try to extend my Firecrotch reign, but won't be too suprised if I need to hand over my golden coke vial to the next winner.

Tanya - thanks! I realized I should have given people some warning about the Boston weekend when I made the post. Ah well, next time!

Anonymous said...

I think this Ms. Hilton character reproduces like all the rich do, by parthenogenesis.

Slave to the dogs said...

Rhet - I don't think Paris does anything asexually.