Folks, we are not pregnant. What we are is off to the snow for the weekend to some gay friendly cabins…with my mom and a straight couple and their straight dogs. Whatever. It will be fun-ish. My boy needs to see snow every year, and he has been talking about it for weeks. Off we go then.
It will be a nice distraction I hope. Plus, we are bringing the espresso machine that just arrived today (S’s birthday present). I’ll be making lattes, hot cocoa and mochas all effing weekend. And if S is indeed not pregnant (is this ever going to fucking happen????), she’s having like 5 lattes a day every day. Not joking. Friends, I know about caffeine and fertility…but the woman deserves some espresso.