peeing on a stick

I never thought I'd be the type of person who'd get excited about peeing on a stick. And I'm not talking about any ol' stick. Nooooo. I'm talking about the incredibly expensive kind that tell you whether you're preggers or not. I'm probably not. But I hope I am. The hubby and I have been at this for a long damn time. Some of us longer than others. I try not to get my hopes up. But I will. So. I'm going to the Dollar Store after work to purchase my very own home pregnancy test for a mere $1. Yes, I just learned recently that for the low low price of $1 I can either have the last of my dreams fulfilled or totally crushed. Somehow it cheapens it when the dream crushing costs less than a King Size Hershy bar. Happy freakin' Halloween.

the dark side

It was dark when I woke up this morning. It hasn't been dark when I've gotten up in a very long time. I was having flash backs of being in school. Totally not cool. Then, I went to a meeting. A meeting at 7 in the freakin' morning. Oh my God! Who meets that early! Evidently I do, because I'm planning on joining the particular organization. Don't get me wrong...they do a lot of good things for the community and it will be good for me professionally and for the place that I work. But SEVEN AM! Ugghhh.