This is my maiden voyage on Laughter and Forgetting.
So on I light note I thought I'd share how delighted I was to get a "trend alert" emailed to me from The Gap, linking me to this website .
The email continues, "Spring's hottest jeans and cords feature SUPER CUTE details like flap pockets and pintucks."
"The best news? These styles come in new washes and fresh hues."
I feel so privileged that one of the nation's largest retailers has let me in on their little secret! And such fantabulous news; new washes and fresh hues. I think I'll start using that in conversation. "Such a fresh hue you are wearing today!" It kind of sounds like I'd be talking about deodorant.
Am I dating myself by saying that these jeans bring me back to eighth grade? Definitely not a time I want to be obliged to remember.
In other good news. There seems to be a new wave of pregnancies in infertile blogville. I mean who isn't pregnant? (Don't answer that, because I know there are plenty) Congratulations to all.
And I even have an addendum to that good news. For those unpregnants out there who just can't stand to visit another pregnant blogger site, I can attest that I will be a safe haven for you. While I wish that I could be on the cusp of being yet another pregnant woman, for now, it just ain't gonna happen. No beta tests, no egg retrievals, no faint lines. You are safe with me.
I'm with you with the junior-high blue-jean flashbacks -- "Ooooh, Sergio!"
I enjoy your blog because you seem so much like me -- early forties, trying to decide, after multiple miscarriages, whether it's time to hang it up and just live my life.
Under whatever title (and I love "laughter and forgetting"), I'm a fan!
-Ivy
Posted by: Ivy | February 16, 2005 at 11:05 AM
Laughter and Forgetting works!
Here with you, Patricia...
xxoo
Posted by: Anna H. | February 16, 2005 at 12:18 PM
You are so awesome! I am soooo glad you are still blogging.
I hope you are well.
Posted by: Julianna | February 16, 2005 at 05:51 PM
Oh, thank god! All my favorite infertiles are either pregnant, adopting, or expecting in other ways. What happened to that hopeless group hug I once felt lingering here, the tragic "infertility Island" that kept sending people off and welcoming them sadly back again.
Everybody I know in the real world is pregnant, my brother's wife (Oh no! Not another!) my sister-in-law so fetching as her belly swells from her petite frame, all three of my project managers at work have pregnant wives, little do they know the death knell recently rung for my depleted ovaries, as my alarming FSH numbers crack the roof just above my cubicle. They banter to one another over my head, sharing the brotherhood of impending fatherhood. ARGH! After all that I want to come here to blog land and wallow in the sheer self-indulgent grouchiness and unbridled pissiness of feeling profoundly gyped. Why is getting pregnant so hard for me when it is so effortless for the slighted mammal that crawls on the planet! Thank you for not being pregnant, for providing that island of fellowness to my cranky, cr@ppy never-will-be-pregnant self.
Posted by: ishkabibble | February 16, 2005 at 08:05 PM
Love it. And you but just a little bit.
Posted by: Wavery | February 16, 2005 at 08:33 PM
Um...pregnant but love your blog, so I'l be lurking (at the very least), OK?
To Wavery: this is the second or third blog where I've commented right after you. You just had to get a word in first, didn't you?
: ) Love you too.
Posted by: Menita | February 17, 2005 at 07:17 PM
Laughter and forgetting is a lovely title. (rings a little like mine, lost and finding, so of course I like it. :-)) I'm really just glad you are deciding to continue writing. You are one of my staple "reads", you know.
Oh, and you are safe at my blog. No pregnancies happening there.
Posted by: Heidi | February 20, 2005 at 07:12 AM