May 29, 2010

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week

I debated sharing what happened to me a week ago. Now that things have gotten worse, I feel like I can't keep it a secret any longer. Why wouldn't I share the ups and downs of my life with the most supportive and nonjudgmental group of all? You, my blogging friends, are the best.

I had a miscarriage last Friday. It came as a huge surprise since I didn't know I was pregnant. Want to know what was even more shocking? I was on the pill. Google says the pill is 92-99.7% effective as birth control. Yes, I knew this. However, I thought I would fall into the percentage it actually worked for. It was a traumatic experience to say the least, but I'm moving past it as best I can. I see my doctor on Wednesday for a follow up. As long as everything's ok, I will be moving forward with a more permanent birth control solution. The Hero and I are extremely blessed to have Little Man and Little Bit, but are in total agreement that we don't want any more children.

During the first few days, I suffered through severe cramps and lower back pain. I managed to only miss one day of work just to be laid off on Friday. Yes, you read that right. I was let go from my job on Friday along with some other coworkers. I can't and won't get into the details here. Just know that the reasons for my sudden removal from the office were bogus and without merit. I expected better treatment from my superiors. If they want personal opinions and unfair treatment to get in the way of a great staff, so be it.

I've been wallowing all weekend. I'm allowing myself to feel sad until tomorrow night. Tuesday will be the start of a new chapter in my life. This chapter will be better and brighter than ever before.

May 27, 2010

The Ladies of Sex and the City

I hope you enjoyed today's posts as much as I did. It was interesting to read all of your comments. Carrie and Charlotte seem to be the favorites. Some of you would love to raid Carrie's closet. Others think she has no fashion sense at all. Personally, I love Carrie's style. I could never pull most of it off, but it works for her. I'd certainly love to borrow some of her shoes. Unfortunately, I can't see Sex and the City 2 until next week. Until then, these pictures will have to do.















Samantha: I never leave underwear at a guy's place because I never see it again.
Charlotte: What happens to it?
Samantha: Nothing. I just never go back.
Carrie: Doesn't that get a little expensive, disposing of lingerie every time you sleep with a guy?
Samantha: That's why I stopped wearing underwear on dates.
Miranda: And that's why I'm never borrowing a dress from you again.

Sex and the City; Carrie

Carrie

wise ♥ carefree ♥ glamorous ♥ shopaholic ♥ a fashionista





So just love, make mistakes, and have wonderful times, but never second guess who you are, where you have been, and most importantly, where it is you are going.

Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past, stop planning the future, stop figuring out precisely how we feel, stop deciding exactly what we want, and just see what happens.





There should be an orphange full of white beds where old boyfriends can think about what they did wrong
and cry themselves to sleep.

Men in their forties are like the New York Times Sunday crossword puzzle: tricky, complicated
and you're never really sure you got the right answer.





Life gives you lots of chances to screw up which means you have just as many chances to get it right.

I will not be the first one to speak. And if he never calls me again, I'll always think of him fondly.
As an asshole.





I don't believe in email. I'm an old-fashioned gal. I prefer calling and hanging up.

You shouldn't have to sacrifice who you are just because somebody else has a problem with it.





I like my money right where I can see it... hanging in my closet.


Aidan: I figure if you clear out your closet, we'll have twice the space.
Carrie: I figure you've gone mentally ill.

Sex and the City; Samantha

Samantha

sexy ♥ confident ♥ brash ♥ fierce ♥ a man eater





Practically all the relationships I know are based on a foundation of lies and mutually accepted delusion.

You can't date your f*ck buddy.
You're going to take the only person in your life that's there purely for sex, no strings attached and turn him into a human being?
Why?!





When I´m good, I´m very good. But when I´m bad, I´m even better.

Men cheat for the same reason that dogs lick their balls... because they can.





Yeah, I am harsh. I'm also demanding, stubborn, self-sufficient, and always right.

Honey, you have to let it go.
If I worried what every bitch in New York was saying about me, I'd never leave the house.





Last night I could not stop thinking about a Big Mac.
I finally had to get dressed, go out and pick up a guy.

Women with candles have replaced women with cats as the new 'sad thing'.





Samantha: All married couples stop having sex eventually.

Miranda: That's not true. You've had sex with plenty of married people.
Samantha: That's how I know!

Samantha: My feet are killing me.

Carrie: Oh, why don't you sit down?
Samantha: This outfit only works if I'm standing.

Sex and the City; Miranda

Miranda

sensible ♥ driven ♥ loyal ♥ independent ♥ a career woman





I'm determined to make partner in this firm, even if I have to be a lesbian partner.

Miranda: I had to walk all the way from the subway in these heels. My feet are killing me.

Steve: Why didn't you just carry them and wear sneakers like everyone else?
Miranda: You can take me out of Manhattan, but you can't take me out of my shoes.






Charlotte: What kind of diet book are you looking for?
Miranda: Something with a title like 'How to Lose That Baby Fat by Sitting On Your Ass'.

I was once with a guy the size of those little miniature golf pencils.
I couldn't tell if he was trying to f*ck me or erase me.





Do any of you have a completely unremarkable friend
or maybe a houseplant I could go to dinner with on Saturday night?

When did all the men get together and decide that they were only going to
get it up for giraffes with big breasts?





I know you're probably busy having mind-blowing sex, but I feel you need to know that your good friend, Miranda Hobbes, has just taken a piece of cake out of the garbage and eaten it.

Last night, Steve and I held hands for an hour and a half watching the fire.
He was looking into my eyes; I was looking for the remote.






Charlotte: Everything happens for a reason.
Even if you don't know what it is yet.

Miranda: That's such bullsh*t.

Miranda: You farted. You are human.

Carrie: I don’t want him to know that.

Sex and the City; Charlotte

Charlotte

classic ♥ soft spoken ♥ sensitive ♥ old fashioned ♥ a girly girl





I wanna be call girl meets Park Avenue.

I've been dating since I was fifteen. I'm exhausted. Where is he?





After careful consideration, I have decided that this is the year I am getting married.

I promise I won't become one of those mothers who can only talk about diaper genies.





I curse the day you were born!

I'm sweet, romantic and traditional.
I'm a bit prissy and naive, and I won't settle for less than a picture perfect life.





Charlotte: Nobody gets everything they want! Look at you. Look at Miranda.
You're good people, and you two both got shafted.
I'm so happy and... Something bad is going to happen.

Carrie: Sweetie, you shit your pants this year. I think you're done.

Carrie: The only thing harder than choosing a spot for your wedding when you hate weddings
is choosing a wedding gift for your friend who hates weddings.
Charlotte: What about a guest book?
Carrie: There's gonna be like eight of us there. There's no one to keep track of.
Charlotte: [holds up heart shaped dish] This is pretty!
Samantha: Oh, she'll hate that. Too domestic.
Carrie: And too bridey.
Samantha: Yeah, let's try not to piss her off.
Charlotte: Maybe we should just buy her a stapler, wrap it in brown paper and just smear some dog poo on it! Think she'd be comfortable with that?
Carrie: Fine. We'll get the dish.






Those flowers were ment to say 'I'm sorry we love you' not 'your dead let's disco.'

I keep hearing all these stories about people getting pregnant just looking at each other. I do it on my head, on my side, on my back, on the top, on the bottom, on the top then the bottom. Do you know how many times Trey and I have done it without a condom? 73! Have you any idea how much perfectly fine semen that is?

Sex and the City Day

With the release of Sex and the City 2 and a little inspiration from a favorite blogger, I've decided to turn this day over to Charlotte, Miranda, Samantha, and Carrie.











Stay tuned.