2005 is here -- Big Deal

A long, long time ago in a land far, far away (Canada) I used to wish upon stars and think that things I wished for at "special" moments, like the ringing in of a New Year, were bound to come true. Now I know its all Hallmark bullshit.

In addition to the holiday hospital stay, the last week of the year included frustrating shopping/parking karma, torrential rain and hailstorms, a huge pimple on my chin and a couple of power outages thrown in just for fun.

Last night we were going to celebrate by doing what the TTC community annoyingly refers to as "baby dancing", but alas, that was not to be, thanks in large part to my old friend herpes simplex II, a nice parting gift from my crap-fest of a first marriage. In all the years we've been together I've somehow managed to keep from passing on this nasty little scourge to my current (and much better) husband, so now I have to cross my fingers and hope that I will be through with this latest outbreak before I ovulate. Oh, how I love being me.

And, once again, Happy Fucking New Year.