Canadutch
I’ve been so blog-lazy lately. I figured if I didn’t write today that Shirley Ann would fly over here and lay a beating on me. Heck, even my mother scolded me because I haven’t written lately. The pressure!!
Anyhow, Bailey just got dropped off for a haircut. He really needed one badly because he was getting smelly and looked like a mop. That’s one thing about this dog, we were so proud when he started lifting his leg to pee (no lie, we were such proud parents when he stopped squatting to pee!) but now we just wish he’d learn to do it without peeing on himself. He lifts his leg so high that he’s straight up and down and half the time he almost falls over backwards. He’ll put his leg down before he’s done and ugh. When his hair gets long he gets yucky around his pecker and it’s just so unpleasant. In an hour or so my fresh smelly puppy will come back and I’ll actually be able to see his eyes, the down side is that I’ll be able to see his balls easier. They are so ugly..
I’m still waiting for my intake interview on Sept 9, I can’t believe I’m so eager to do this. I’ve spent so long avoiding learning Dutch and taking classes and now it’s like the 9th can’t get here quick enough. I’m bored, and I am so tired of sitting around doing nothing. I need to have something that I have to do to get me off my ass and out in the world. These classes will be perfect for that I hope, plus the learning Dutch is a bonus. It will be so nice to start undertstanding the things going on around me better. Finally I’ll be able to eavesdrop on people’s conversations again! :D
Xander and I went to the doctor this week to talk about the fact that I haven’t gotten pregnant yet. When I had my miscarriage the doctor told me if I wasn’t pregnant after 10 months to come back and she’d send us to a specialist. So Xander gets the cup and I get poked, prodded and invaded from every angle. What fun! She was really sympathetic about it and seemed to be really understand how frustrating it is to be trying with no luck. I’m really scared about the tests, how I’ll feel or react if there is something wrong with one of us. I’m really not the type who handles setbacks like that very well. I guess I’ll just have to hope that the only thing wrong is bad timing. I was speaking with a friend of ours and she is a few months pregnant at the moment and swears by this book Taking Charge of Your Fertility. She read it and got pregnant in four months! Then again, maybe that just comes down to our bodies being different, but I’m hoping it will make a difference if I learn a bit more about well, when to get busy! Anyway we have to go to the doc sometime this week to pick up some papers and she’s going to refer us to the specialist. Then we’ll just take it from there.
Oh well, at least I get to make fun of Xander for having to jerk off in the hospital! *Grin*
