Life in a Mono-like State

I’m very, very sick. I’ve been so tired that my entire energy reserve gets zapped every time I take the dog out to do her business. I can’t get off the sofa, let along bring myself to write.
A brief update: We’re going double clomid this month, and the folks at Baby Hopes helped me track [...]

Five Years Strong and All Mashed Potatoes

August 17 marked our fifth wedding anniversary, and to celebrate I attended band practice with three people who are not my wives (although I do adore the show Big Love) and Constance stayed home to play video games with our friends Lisa and Orion.
Saturday, my band, Urgency, rocked the Illinois State Fair and there [...]

We Go Round and Round and Round in the Clomid Game

On to Clomid round 3. If I thought it would enable progress, I’d put on my boxing gloves, and punch my way out of this mess. But there’s no effective method to fight your way to the top when there’s not an opponent to pummel.
Which means we continue to beat ourselves up, hoping one day [...]

And the Winner is …

When I posed the ridiculous question last week, “What’s your asking price,”  I envisioned you all having a lot of fun with your responses. A few of you did, but most of you were quite serious and heartfelt in your discussions of what it takes to buy your love. Humor was not at the forefront, [...]

Make My 1,000th Comment, Win a Prize

As I hover on the brink of my 1,000th comment milestone, feeling wholly supported and loved, I offer one lucky reader the chance to win a $20 gift card of your choice (Target, Starbucks, iTunes, Whole Foods or Borders).
All you have to do is truthfully answer the following question in the comments section of this [...]

Great News Comes to Those Who Wait

I have learned my lesson the hard way so first of all, let me get this little bit of housekeeping out of the way before your cars veer onto the wrong side of the road and into oncoming traffic.
Yesterday I received a piece of thrilling news – the kind of tasty tidbit that inspired this [...]

Tests Aren’t Tests if You Never Fail

Failure unleashed a spirited spanking upon my soul at age 13, when it caught me, proverbial pants gathered around my ankles, upon my initial trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles. Seated in the hallway of the Madison County courthouse, which serves as the cavernous testing site for all potential drivers, I watched as the [...]

Scenes from a Lost Weekend, Part 2: Heat, 3 Eggs and a Hero on the Horizon

Air conditioning is more than a chilling luxury for me and Constance, especially in the midst of a heat wave that very well could be punishment for our dependence on artificial cool in the first place. Driving 7 hours along the pre-pubescent chest that is I-80 is both visually and mentally stunting on its own [...]

Scenes from a Lost Weekend, Part 1: Grocery Stores and the Resurrection of Richard Marx

Chelsey exceeds the label of niece by leaps and bounds. She was born prior to the close of my eighth grade term, and thus we developed a relationship more along the lines of brother and sister with a robust drizzle of friend on top. By the age of 3 she’d call me on the phone [...]

So this Cosmic Joke Walked Into a Bar …

Irony, if able to shift shape and defy the laws of physics to convert into liquid form, would most certainly be honey. Guilt would most likely become bargain-bin vodka, sorrow a cup of black coffee and happiness (once it figured out how to reverse its reputation as a warm gun) a tall glass of freshly [...]