The Great Gluten Bender of 2014

It's Sunday, and there's hope again in Gayby land. La is home from Boise - although 'home' is a relative term, since in the 28 hours since her plane landed, she has spent the majority either at rehearsal or asleep. But, I'll take it.I am back on the paleo wagon, which means that I am not... Continue Reading →

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Conversation hearts

Well, it's Valentine's Day. One of the truest perversions of a Saint's Day, if ever there was one. Just in case you remain confused, there is never EVER anything romantic about a Saint (in the official Church definition, anyway.) Why? Well, because you have to be MARTYRED. Martyrdom just isn't sweet (although there are some... Continue Reading →

Calendar!

Got a call from T, the IVF nurse (who I am very certain I like MUCH better than the IUI nurse) and got the go ahead to start birth control pills. She also sent a calendar - thank God - since I have been feeling like I'm rather aimlessly floating in this IVF sea, not... Continue Reading →

Make Lemonade

Hey y'all, the "Lemonade" page is up . . .Ch-ch-check it out! The page is full of ridiculous/adorable/generally joyful and distracting pictures/links/videos for all my TTC queers/infertiles/queer infertiles to look at when you're feeling down.The bulk of the 'resources' were collected via my buddies on Facebook, when I posted about needing some cheering up. I welcome... Continue Reading →

All aboard

Well, here we are . . .a bit later than I originally thought, but here none the less.The red tide rolled up on shore yesterday, and mighty were its waves. I had cramps so horrific that ibuprofen was barely making a dent in the pain, so I decided to take a few percocet left over... Continue Reading →

Still F’ing Negative

The small gap in the doorway of hope is firmly closed,  vagina candy stopped,  cramps promptly appeared.  Waiting for the red tide to roll up so I can call and get the big party started.  I did,  however,  manage to amass a huge number of funny/snarky / adorable pictures,  gifs, videos and tumblr sites to... Continue Reading →

Nope.

I have never translated BFN as anything other than big fucking negative. first of all, 'fat' isn't a bad word (but a fucking negative is a bad thing, ya dig?) and second its far too quaint for me. Its like "baby dance" (which really only ever makes me think of this anyway:)What does that even... Continue Reading →

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