As the old saying goes, doesn't time fly when you have your willie in a sling.
It seems another month has almost passed us by, and by the end of this week we'll know again if we have conceived and I can face our bedroom without an ache bellowing up from my groin or if we have to go for it all over again, and again, and again....
Incidentally, if it doesn't work out this time, I can see through a scan of my calendar that we will be playing host and hostess to my in-laws right about the time we should be playing vicar and divorcee. Hardly a prospect to get you in the mood.
But, wait, then again....
4 comments:
"Vicar and divorcee"? Wooooow... almost makes me want to be an Anglican...
Whats fishing got to do with anything ?...
;-P
It took a year and a half to plant the seed for my first child..lol..plant the seed, I like that. Don't get disheartened, just keep at, and at it.
It will happen..:)
year and a half ?
cover the child's ears please...'holy f$#k !'
I won't last that long, thats for sure.
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