A. Got clomid for 5 bucks! Yay, GHI.
b. Was asked if I was pregnant by one of my student’s parents. Am I glowing already, or is it the mombelly I aquired without ever having given birth?
c. Felt suddenly happy to have my period. I know I’m not pregnant. I’m not waiting for anything. I know exactly what that pain in my abdomen is and why my boobs hurt. Certianty is bliss.
d. Planned out a new kitchen with my honey. Spending money I don’t have is always fun. I’m not being sarcastic.
e. Ran all over my neighborhood looking for “Chinese 5 Spice,” which I am sure does not exist. I didn’t even get any home-cooked ribs out of the whole fiasco.
f. Recited a poem about snow with a bunch of eight-year-olds on a hot school bus while holding a bag full of coffee plants.
[I wanted to link to the poem, but nobody respected her line breaks, so I’ll write it here. Go buy her book:
Silence by Eve Merriam
Without a sound
To the ground
From snow white birds
Snow is a poem
Without any words.]
WordPress won’t single-space it. Aka, I don’t have the wherewithall to figure it out.
That’s all, folks.