A pity party, a recap, and a plan...

Why do I get so worked up and jealous over other people’s lives and situations? I guess it’s just because they get to have what I want, and for a lot of them it seems to come so easy. Am I ever going to get over it? For the next year or so before we start trying again and however long before we actually do get pregnant, am I going to turn into some crazy sad lady with a ruined day(s) every time I hear someone I know is knocked up? Cause that’s going to be a lot of ruined days if so, and I don’t want that. I want to be genuinely happy for them without the resentment behind it. I’ll have to work on that.

On to happier things now. We had a good Thanksgiving, and I hope you all did too. We stayed home, had a friend over and cooked a huge meal. We got a fresh turkey from a local farm this year, and it was delicious. I made my first completely from scratch pecan pie, and it turned out pretty well. I also made bread, cranberry waldorf, and mozzarella and parmesan mashed potatoes. The husband did the turkey, Brussels sprouts with bacon, gravy, and made cornbread which the roommate turned into dressing. The friend made veggie and goat cheese fritters. I love goat cheese.

My pretty pie

Part of the spread

They guys cooking.  I know it's weird,
but we're going for anonymity here.

The husband is working fourteen hours straight today, so I’m going to fill my time with Christmas decorating (if I can manage to find time during this pity party I’m throwing!). We’d had a little 3-foot fake tree in the past, but we ran out of room in the moving truck this summer, so it got left behind. We decided not to get another one until we’re settled somewhere for the long haul, so I’m just going to string lights up around the rooms and maybe hang some ornaments from those. We’ve still got our pretty wreath to go on the front door, and that’s one of my favorite Christmas things we have.

The husband wants to put lights up (tastefully) on the outside of the house too. None of our parents approved of that kind of thing when we were kids, but we’d both always wanted to, so we decided to go ahead and do it this year now that we're in an actual house. We've been in either a duplex, a townhouse or an apartment every previous Christmas. Wow... since we've been together we've lived in a different place every Christmas. Huh. Anyways, we don’t have a ladder, so it should be interesting.

Happy start to the holidays! This is my favorite time of year. I can't wait to write Christmas cards!

This and That

So the in-laws are coming tomorrow. And the roommate’s parents arrive Saturday. No special occasion, just a coincidence that they want to visit their offspring the same weekend. What am I doing? Lots of cleaning and a little freaking out. I’m so scared all these parents are going to be like “Well you’re not working, so what do you do all day?” if the house isn’t completely spotless. I started earlier this week and plan on devoting the rest of today to finishing the scrub down.

The main thing I’m worried about is the roommate’s bathroom… it’s freakin scary in there. The shower is moldy/mildewey and the smell is terrible. I tried to be diplomatic, asking if I could “girly” up the room while the parents are visiting, since it is technically our guest bathroom too, and he said he’d clean it first. I got so happy! I hope he actually follows through, or else I’m just going to crack the door, stick my arm in and wave the bleach bottle around hoping it’ll splash in the right places. Not really, but you know.

Reese's Cake

I made a fantastic cake for the roommate’s birthday Tuesday. I call it a Reese’s cake… chocolate with peanut butter icing and Reese’s Cups bits sprinkled on top. It was yummy! The cake recipe is the one the husband and I used to make our wedding cake, and it brought back memories of standing in his dad’s kitchen making and wasting multiple batches because they kept sticking in the pans. I made some ice cream too and it worked out pretty well. I’d never made ice cream with eggs before, and it was so creamy!

Petting the pig

The husband and I and a friend went to a local farm yesterday. We’ve still been trying to get most of our food from local and organic sources, and this farm has some great stuff. They raise their own chickens, goats, cows and pigs. They make awesome goat cheese and have delicious eggs. When we first pulled up, a big intimidating black dog walked right up to my car door and didn’t look like she would let me out. Turns out she was an old softy just saying hello. There were also numerous chickens and ducks on patrol. 

We had made an appointment earlier in the week with the farmer, but I guess the message wasn’t passed on to the lady of the farm, as she had no idea we were coming. She was so sweet though and her four children running around looked so happy. It would be nice to grow up like that. We ended up getting several chickens, a couple dozen eggs and some breakfast sausage, then headed back home. On the way, we had to pull over to have the husband’s picture taken with a big pig we’d seen on the way in. :)

♪ Will you still love me tomorrow? ♫

I’m very sad that I don’t get to write about TTC anymore. It was always so much fun even if it was just venting sometimes. I love reading other ladies’ blogs who are TTC and learning about what they’re going through, and I always thought it was cool that maybe some ladies reading mine could relate to what I was going through.

Now I don’t know what to do. I don’t think the rest of my life is as interesting to write about. I try to share the uniquely “funny” things that happen every now and then, like the “Yo Taco” and the creepy salesman from the last post, but other than that, what is there? Other regular, everyday life stuff, I guess?

The husband and I are now trying to get most of our food from as many local and organic sources as possible, but I can't really write much as I don't know much about it, although I’m trying to get more excited about it since that is to be the focus of his career.

I’m looking for health insurance with maternity, but it’s crazy expensive and I don’t know where we’ll be when I finally do get to deliver a baby or if the hospital wherever that is will even take the insurance I end up with.

I’m still looking for a job in this tiny town, and 15,000 students just arrived back at Ole Miss taking the few that were available.

And that’s about it on my horizon.

Will my few readers still stick around if that’s it? Well, I guess I started all this as a way to get things out and that’s what I’ll continue to do. Hopefully some people will stick with me through it, but it’s okay if they don’t.

Okay, another pity party over. I’ll end this with a funny video that my Charlotte friends showed me. I constantly have the song on loop in my brain now. Enjoy.