So my allergies are out of control. Who does the yard work 'round these parts? Not Mr. Stoic, no, no, ALLERGY GIRL in her blue mask of doom chopped at bushes for 45 minutes this morning, weeping pollen out of her red and puffy eyes, each breath fogging up her glasses from underneath her beautiful blue allergen mask.
Then she came inside, POAS and got a BFN.
Then she got a Facebook note from her buddy who got a BFP. Which is AWESOME -- INCREDIBLE -- and so REALLY SUPER FANTASTIC because they've been trying forever and they really want another child and it's been very hard for them, so Allergy Girl says this without any anger or resentment whatsoever: I'm tickled for them.
THEN she got to call her sis who's on bedrest with twins that were conceived during Allergy Girl's first m/c. And again, AG is tickled for them, this is absolutely and utterly true.
That said, Allergy Girl's a bit of a sneezy mess. Fortunately she can blame the red eyes and weeping on allergies.
Re: Grrrr. Aaargh. Waaaaaah. Wah wah whine.
Ha! No lie. Can I leave the house to get more ice cream?
It must be a cardinal sin to run out.
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