Oy vey.

I'm sorry for the extended absence. School is kicking my ass, and I don't think I get anything less than a 6 day work week until the very last weekend of May. I have several long papers due in the next 3 weeks on top of the regular easy but ridiculously time consuming school work. I wrote a 16 pager over the weekend, and finished up a presentation on the health care practices and beliefs of Hasidic Jews, which was actually fascinating to me and I'd like to read more. Plus, I like saying the Yiddish words out loud.

I've got a lot more going on in the next couple months too. More school until May 15th, work is hectic this season, we're moving in the middle of June, another very intense class starts July 1st...then there is that whole wedding thing. Planning that has come to a complete stand-still because of my schedule. Whatever I've got left to do is either going to wait until early July or just isn't going to happen.

Thank God the thesis thing can be more or less ignored until August.

In other news, I think this is depressing and sad.

Random TMI on the status of my uterus

Ok, so I've been thinking about this for a couple days and can't really say it anywhere out loud, so I'm going to say it here...since I'm open like that. Not that anyone cares but me. And maybe Corey.

The other day I was randomly thinking about how my IUD is safe until January 2010, which is good since I have the baby fever and we're not in an ideal financial situation with my still being in grad school. Then it occurred to me that that is less than 2 years (1 year, 9 months to be specific) until it *has* to come out.

The way time is moving lately, that isn't very far away.

My 5 years are about up.

They were some glorious years, too.

This means two important things (in no particular order):

1) I'm going to bleed again. After so many years of NOT bleeding, the idea has become a very foreign concept to me. In a freakish sort of way it's like I'm reliving a part of being 11 years old again. The bears can smell the menstruation.

2) We're going to have a decision to make about birth control - as in whether or not I should go on it. I'm going to be done with grad school (if I survive with my sanity intact), have a grown up income of my very own (SQUEEEEE!!1!!!!1!), and have almost all everything but student loans paid off at that point.

This is a big deal. Yeah, we've had all the thoughts and fevers etc about starting a family...but they were just thoughts and fevers. Not quite reality since IUD's aren't as simple a pill or shot you stop taking - you have to get those bastards removed on purpose. With an appointment. With a doctor.

Are we going to be attempting to create another human being in a year and 9 months?

Or is that going to be when we are getting some kind of bad news saying that my machinery is broken and that the reason I never got pregnant at a younger age like every one else in my family was, in fact, not because I was so sexually responsible (if you can call it that) and smart throughout my life.

Exciting. And scary. And awesome. But potentially depressing.

One of the cutest things ever

Ok, so I'm watching the results show from last Tuesday's Dancing with the Stars and there are little ballroom dancer kids and OHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD they are adorable. I've only seen the first two couples and I think I could watch it for hours!

How do people even get their kids into ballroom dancing? Or Irish dancing? Or any of these sweet moves?

I don't get it, but deep down inside I hope my kids want to do it.

This is how badass I am

Thank you ITID! You know, I've been wondering how many 5 year olds I could take in a fight...

The answer: 25

I can't get the code to work.

Open Letter

Dear Coach,

You are an asshole. Your memory sucks. You have no say in medical decisions. You are not as important as you think you are and I don’t care who you are friends with.

Have a nice day.