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May 27, 2009


Memorial Day Weekend Wasn’t All Bad

Besides the one downer of news that briefly threatened to spoil Memorial Day weekend, we did have, in spite of it all, a glorious weekend.

Most of you have figured out by now that I love warm weather and sunshine, so around these parts, I am a new lady these days.  I feel great and am ready to go!

K has been working on an internal company project for the last 5 months and it ended last Friday so we had 3 true days spend together.
Normally she is either working all weekend or in an ‘on call’ mode, so this time is precious.

Because this is my blog and I like to look back from time to time and remind myself that we were living our lives to the fullest while juggling TTC so I’m making a list to remind myself of all the fun we had Memorial Day weekend 2009.

Friday:  Went to Trader Joes’s for the best shopping experience ever.  Normally that place is so crowded the line starts as soon as you walk in the door.  But on a holiday weekend?  Practically empty!  I brought the granny cart (like a good NYer) with me and piled it high in anticipation of not being able to ‘carry heavy stuff’ soon.
We spent the afternoon laying out on the lawn.  I worked on my tan while K worked in the shade of a tree outside.  That night we made dinner together and watched the movie “Nowhere in Africa”.  It won an Oscar for the best foreign film 2002 and we give it 5 stars.

Saturday:  Went to a friend’s house for a pool party.  She lives in a high rise with a pool on the roof and a fabulous view of upper Manhattan.  Sweet!
Had a friend over for dinner before heading out to Brooklyn for a cupcake party.  Yes, we each ate a small cupcake from Chikalicious Dessert Club.  
Our acupuncturist OK’d it and if you live anywhere near this place or you are visiting NYC, you have to come eat a cupcake here.  I’m not the biggest cupcake fan and these are seriously the best I’ve ever had.  Get the red velvet.  Trust me.  You’ll be blogging all about it and saying “Holy Shit, Puffer was right.  I can’t believe I’ve never been to this place.”  Seriously.

Sunday:  K and I met 2 girlfriends and walked through the LES to Chinatown where we were hustled to buy fake purses and watches.  There are great places for massage and facials everywhere and we like the ones off the tourist track on Pell Street.  Just off this small stretch of Canal, you’ll also find Doyers Street and tucked away down a dingy set of stairs is some of the best Vietnamese food we’ve had.  Fresh, tasty and cheap!
If you’re up for produce shopping, you can’t get much cheaper than the stall on Mott Street south of Grand.  Go there for your veggies, but head east on Grand for better fruit stalls.  I can’t say it’s organic…but it’s fresh and cheap and so much fun to shop this way!  I come down here at least once a week to do shopping and between this and Trader Joe’s, we’re saving a ton of money.

Monday:  Met a friend for brunch at Esperanto and watched life on Ave. C go by from our outdoor table.  Perfect way to start the day.  
Trekked out to Brooklyn again and strolled around the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens.  We hadn’t been out there in ages and it was gorgeous.  The roses aren’t in full bloom, but close enough.
Checked out the neighborhoods of Prospect Heights and Park Slope North as part of our “where do we want to live next” tour.  The tour requires a deeper concentration in these neighborhoods…
Met a friend back in the city for our favorite Indian dining al fresco.
Got home in time to shoot K up full of drugs and get ready for the week ahead.

Thank You Sunshine Goddess for cooperating and finally giving NYC a perfect Memorial Day weekend free of RAIN!!

You Get It.

You bloggers are all so fucking awesome.  You really are.  I knew some of you had gone through a similar circumstance and would understand, but I didn’t really expect such a strong outpouring of sympathy.  You just get it.

I’m happy to report that we are doing much, much better.  We have discussed this at length with four other friends since then and done some processing on our own.  There have been no more tears or anything close to tears.

I failed to mention that when BKP decided to move home–with their dog they adopted in LA–they were offered “Uncle Bob’s cabin” which is a fancy way of saying a SIL’s family member has a spare trailer in the woods in upstate NY not too far from the parents.  Yes, a trailer.  I can’t make this shit up, it’s so white trash and so NOT what I’m used to with K’s family.

But BKP have decided to live in the basement of MIL’s house and give their dog up instead.  I mean, I don’t want to live in a trailer either, but really, wouldn’t you rather be able to have your own place, walk around naked and have sex when you want??  And keep your dog?  For the love of god, you can’t even be responsible enough to take care of a dog and you’re bringing a human being into this world and neither one of you have any health insurance??

Jesus Fucking Christ.

I would not want to be them.  Nope, not for a minute.  Not even for the 1st prize of having the first grandchild.  They can keep it.  
K’s mom is retiring this month and I’m sure she’s going to be just thrilled about becoming a full time babysitter for a party of 3 when she thought she was going to be retiring.  I know K’s step dad is not so thrilled and me thinks there’s going to be some kind of tension in that house–so you know what?  They can keep it!  Keep the free rent, the free groceries, the stress and everything else.

We have planned and saved and thought about this baby for a long, long time and in the end, it’s all going to work out just as it should.

If we get pregnant this cycle, our children will be one month apart (oh yeah, she’s telling everyone super early because hey!  she’s pregnant!  what could possibly go wrong!) and so who knows, that could end up being pretty cool.

Thanks again for hearing me out.  This is better than therapy.