no baby so no fathers' day!!!
what?
yeah.
me and andy headed out to stare at a cup of my urine while we waited for the strip to turn pink. one line; not pregnant, right?
then where were my lady days for an additional week? i never thought that i would actually wish them upon myself. there was a lot of sitting on my ass and waiting and worrying and acquiring some Yaz.
what if i was pregnant? even if i doubted it with good reasoning severely.. am i ready to get fat, sacrifice my time and money or andy's time and money to raise some bad-ass little zebra-striped biracial baby?
well, i'm obviously not. and good thing, too. i have nothing to worry about! i have the Pill to take now. andy is gorgeous. my legs are all smooth. andy's parents are out of state for an entire week which gives me and him free reign over that big ole house... but i'm bleeding. i even blessed his thigh mid-nookie with the surprise of no babies. FAIL.
and i feel like shit. happy fathers' day to anyone! [not me and andy :)] ciao.
Labels: adventure, bleh, change, fear, hard stuff, humor, love, memories, naughty, occasion, relationships, the good
4 Comments:
that would have been a sexy zebra-striped biracial baby... lol
I laughed out loud at the zebra-striped part. Have a good week!
man, that must have been a scare!! However, the world would be a nicer place with more biracial babies.
lol I remember days like these. Ahh the joys of the pill and celibacy. Tastes so bittersweet.
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