Good News and Bad News

I've had an anxious couple of weeks. I had my IUI treatment in September and was told to take a pregnancy test on October 11. I took the test on October 11 and it was negative. Meanwhile I've been miserably nauseous, able to smell a single scent molecule from a mile away and haven't have a period. Finally, tired of constantly carrying a pad around with me, and running to the bathroom every 3 microseconds to make sure I'm not bleeding and therefore ruining my trousers, I peed on a ClearBlue digital pregnancy test. I figured it would be negative (as usual) so left it to do its thing while I made myself a snack. Snack in hand I checked the stick and noticed that the digital read out read: "pregnant". I did a double take and read it again. It still said "pregnant". Utterly speechless I grabbed poor Chris by the scruff of the neck and dragged him (poor thing was quite confused by my behaviour) and thrust the stick at him. I then burst into tears (like you do).

I have, of course, called every living person within the Mountain time zone to share my news.

I'm absolutely ecstatic at the moment. I had really started to give up hope. I thought we would certainly be going through IVF and that even that would probably fail. I'm nervous about a miscarriage but I will cross that bridge if I come to it.

On the bad news side of things. I called my mother to tell her the good news and she informed me that my biological father was in the hospital and will probably die tonight. I feel bad about that. Even though I barely knew him, I still love him and am sorry that he's dying. Obviously I can't go down to see him (and what would be the point?) I'll try to make it out to the funeral though.

In other news. I've got a job at the drop in centre in Calgary (a homeless shelter). I'm working as a medical office assistant with 2 doctors and an RN to whip into shape. I started on the 13th and am enjoying it so far.

Why I Prefer Dogs to People

Things that bring me joy. Apparently the injured dog did later die from his injuries. There was a massive hunt for the rescuer but they never found him/her.

My second cake (ish)

I just finished my Wilton Course II and am now presenting my readers (all 2 of you) with my final project. *drumroll please*

RMS Titanic

A few months after we were married Chris told me he was going to build me a light up model of the Titanic. Tonight it's finally finished (according to me anyway, Chris still wants to make some minor adjustments). So here, for your wondering eyes to behold, after a long 3 year wait is (drumroll please) the TITANIC!

Sometimes he's eerily right

Good Words to Live By

“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”

-Marcus Aurelius

I wish I had the eloquence to have said this, it pretty much sums up my own thoughts.

Me on Mah Hawg!

When we went to Ontario we stayed with Pam and Peter. Peter had a bicycle that he'd attached an engine to. This is me riding it. I'm a regular Hell's Angel!