Saturday we went to the Founders wrap up party. It was Krisitin's 40th birthday, so Jeff made a lot of jokes about her age (he's just forty days away from turning 40 himself so they promised payback at his party). He also had a lot of scotch, so his jokes were in rare form. At one point I told him he was going to make beer come up my nose, and he said "the only thing that should cum up your nose is ME!" LOL, What?!?! But I didn't miss a beat, I turned to the host's wife and said "and this is why it burns when I sneeze." Fun times.
Next came Sunday and our friend's wedding. It was very pretty and I actually got Jeff to take several photos around the grounds (he hates having to pose for pictures). I got to dress up (rare) and Jeff slow danced with me to about six songs (even more rare). At this point, I had two days of not even thinking about IF. But then the bride said she was sorry for the post I made regarding the facebook awareness game where ladies are putting "I'm blank weeks and craving blank". Ugh. It's her wedding day, and she's apologizing to me about how I said it was insensitive to people suffering IF? It's the one time she should be totally thinking of nothing but herself and her new husband! But oh well, easy to brush off and move on.
Finally came Labor Day. We woke up in the hotel, had breakfast, and spent an hour at the new Casino in Des Plaines before driving up to Gurnee to have family BBQ with Jeff's mom's side of the family. It was very nice to sit around with family just chatting. We got through almost the entire day and IF wasn't even mention. That is until I'm hugging everyone good bye as we are about to leave and his aunt that was visiting from NC said to me "And don't worry. I know a couple that tried for years and did treatment. They finally adopted, only to end up having two biological children afterward." I couldn't help it... I blurted out "I HATE when people say that. It's like saying, spend thousands of dollars on useless treatment, spend another ten thousand to finally adopt a kid and *magically* you'll get pregnant." She then tried to back track saying she didn't know if I believed in God but it all happens for a reason, and I may never ever know the reason. Yeah. Thanks. That helped so much. Ugh. I was sooo damn close to having a fabulous, non-IF related weekend. Jeff hadn't heard the exchange and asked me hours later once we were back home. After hearing it he said "Well, thanks for not murdering my aunt." Oh well, at least 98% of the weekend was fun & relaxing.
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