December 26, 2007

Ahhhh The Holidays


Ahhhh... Christmas has come and gone and now New Years is right around the corner. Time for resolutions I'll never keep, renewal and hope. On my honor, I fully intend to keep the faith in the New Year. I know what you're thinking. This girl is a bitter wretched bitch, how on earth is she going to keep the faith? Well, after listening to holiday crabbiness (even from myself) I have decided that life will be more fun if I become a more positive person.

I'm even practicing early! I REFUSE to give up hope that I am pregnant this month. Mostly, because my hubby and I are heading up north to stay in a condo on Lake Superior over New Years. We'll just say that if I'm not pregnant? Something otherwise known as AF is completely going to spoil all the fun. So I'm sticking to my guns, hoping... praying... So far I've had all negs on my tests. HOWEVER (yup, this is positive joko here) it is way early yet. I even imagined a 2nd line on my internet cheapie this morning. One way or another, we're going to graduate from TTC. Good god, I think I may have a Ph.D by now!

Anyway, so far, so good it has been a glorious holiday season. It even snowed on Christmas Day- the big chunky, lightly falling snowfall seen only in Christmas movies and in cards. Minus the BFN, I really couldn't have asked for a more perfect Christmas.

2008 here WE come!!!

December 19, 2007

Naughty or Nice?

Perhaps she was just trying to uh... rub off some holiday cheer?? hehehehe

Woman accused of groping Santa
Sexual assault allegedly occurred on his lap at Connecticut mall

The Associated Press
updated 4:01 p.m. CT, Tues., Dec. 18, 2007

DANBURY, Conn. - Santa Claus says that a woman who sat on his lap was naughty, not nice. A Santa at the Danbury Fair mall said the woman groped him.
"The security officer at the mall said Santa Claus has been sexually assaulted," police Detective Lt. Thomas Michael said of the complaint.
Sandrama Lamy, 33, of Danbury, was charged with sexual assault and breach of peace in the weekend incident. She was released on a promise to appear in court on Jan. 3.
Police quickly found and identified Lamy because the woman was described as being on crutches, said Capt. Bob Myles.
A call seeking comment from Lamy was answered by a recording Tuesday morning. A woman later called back and said: "It's a false report and I don't have any idea."
Police did not give the name of the disconcerted Santa, but they said he is 65 and felt badly because children were waiting to see him. "He was apparently shocked and embarrassed by the whole incident," Myles said.
A man who teaches hundreds of prospective Santas a year — "Santa Tim" Connaghan, president of RealSantas.com — said he's never heard of a similar incident, though it's not unusual for adults to want to pose with Santa.
"I've had some very nice ladies sit on my lap," said Connaghan, who did not train the Danbury Fair Santa. "Once in a while they'll say 'I hope Mrs. Claus isn't going to be upset.' You have to be discreet and kind and say 'Oh no, she'll be OK. You can sit here, but only for one photo.'"
A spokeswoman for Cherry Hill Photo, the company that coordinates Santas for Danbury Fair, declined to comment Tuesday.
Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

December 12, 2007

Commuting


Thank god there haven't been any snow storms this week. In my excitment for the first big snowfall, I forgot about how much the traffic SUCKS along with it. There is a reason we are moving and that #1 reason is the commute. The day after one of our biggest storms so far this season, apparantly MnDot (i.e. Minnesota Department of Transportation) didn't think it was important to keep on plowing or putting dirt and salt down because the roads were terrible. So terrible that it took me 2 1/2 hours to get to work. That's right. 2 1/2 hours. I seriously thought I might lose my mind.
The only good thing that has happened thus far this season is the fact that my dear husband's family is coming up to our house for Christmas. After my Clomid breakdown last year, I vowed that I would no longer negotiating holidays with my in laws. It wasn't necessarily their fault that I was a complete and utter emotional freako mess last year, but the 999 guilt trips for "choosing" my family over his on Christmas Eve was more than I could bear. For what is going on 29 years, I have always celebrated Christmas Eve with my family. Not only do we go to Midnight Mass, open presents, eat, drink and be merry but it is my brother's birthday. When I was little, I thought he had the coolest birthday EVER, but now... hell no. He's got the shittiest birthday out there. Everyone forgets, and if they do remember, he ends up getting double gifted. Meaning: "This is both your Christmas AND birthday gift!" I have to admit... I am guilty of doing this to him. Now that I am an adult and I make enough money to get above the poverty level, it is finally time that I buy him a real card and a real gift for his birthday. Not one wrapped up with Christmas paper either, but the stuff that says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" all over it. Regardless. I spend the 24th with my family and there is no negotiating around it. So a shout out to my bro Mike- Happy 29th Birthday coming up soon.
My other noteable for the day is my discovery of Facebook. I've ignorned it up until now until my BFF told me to check it out. Good god. I have been completely and utterly addicted to it. Not only just looking for old friends, which I have, but all the little tools, quizzes and CRAP that you can interact with. I LOVE it. It's like crack.
The dilemma I have encountered however... *Warning* If you don't want to read about what a terrible and crappy person I used to be, do not continue reading...
I found an old high school friend. We'll call her EM. EM was the only person there for me in high school when all my bitch ass friends dumped me for no real reason (spouting out some crap about how I'd rather some time with my boyfriend or some ridiculous teenage dramatic jealous rampage BS). She was the only person who wanted to be my friend. The one person who saw me through when that boyfriend dumped me and visions of "I told you so's" were dancing in my head. EM and I remained friends for a couple years into college. We went to different colleges far away so our time together was few and far between. We made new friends and new circles, but remained in touch. I received a call one day. EM told me she had an accident. She was back in the Cities and is in the hospital and paralyzed. My heart really did go out to her and I was immensely sad. However, I was a terrible friend. I never did make the effort to go see her. I never tried. I never called. I never bothered. I was so busy with my new life and new friends that I seemingly forgot about how this person saved me from the senior year from hell. I want so terribly to reach out to her now and just say, "Hey, remember me?" but fear what reaction I'll get. Actually... I fear the reaction I'll get from any of my old circles. I made rude, embarrassing choices. I made a fool out of myself. I know many will say "Who didn't act like that when they were 21?". Looking back I just shake my head. Will I be forgiven for my actions? Will all be forgotten? Will people see me for the loving, hard-working, trustworthy person I am now? The other side of me asks... why even bother reaching out. That's the side where the devil sits. I'm not sure if I need closure or what... I guess I was thinking of the good times. The times that are worth remembering. I ended up having so few in high school, and I guess it is time for me to let bygones be bygones.
Now that I've ranted a whole week's worth here. I must be getting back to Facebook. There are quizzes to be done!
 
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