Memorial Day Weekend...

So I am now on the last day of the first 4 day weekend I have had in years. Ok, technically I went and worked for 4 hours yesterday, but all that involved was standing in the sun and talking to museum visitors, which isn't really work. It is socializing with a paycheck. I had big plans for this weekend though. J worked every day so I decided that I would work my little fingers to the bone and try to get the back of the Apres Ski Hoodie in the most recent Interweave Knits magazine done. But alas, I have worked exactly 2 rows on it. For some reason, since I started working at a yarn store, knitting has been the last thing I want to do. 

But this weekend I did go and buy J his birthday present (7 new pairs of boxer shorts and 2 shirts), go to lunch with Maureen, go to dinner with Kim and have coffee with a long lost cousin I haven't seen in probably 15 years. I also cut the dog's toenails and gave her a bath, during which she acted like I was dipping her in a fat of lye. J and I went to see the new Indiana Jones movie with Simon on Saturday. It was stupid, and we all agreed that that was $9 and 2 hours we couldn't get back. We ended the evening at The Pickled Onion playing pool and watching a guy with a HUGE mullet dance with himself.

Today I have spent most of my time laying around. It's nice to do that sometimes. I read a bit out of a new batch of infertility books I got in the mail last week.  Turns out that the #1 cause of infertility is people who don't have enough sex. I was floored. I mean can you imagine being a doctor and have a couple come in because they aren't pregnant and discovering that they only have sex once a month. Are people really that stupid? I mean sure, it is possible to have sex once a month and have a whole litter of children, but if they don't take into account the timing of this sex, then nothing is going to happen. And how good can sex once a month really be? Why bother being married to someone you don't want to make time to have sex with? People are just so uneducated. At least I know that a lack of sex is not our problem. 

I also had this big long discussion with my Rabbi about infertility being a punishment from God. He assured me that was not the case. I mean, I knew that is wasn't all along, but it just felt better having a "Higher" official tell me so also. Apparently Jews are all about the miracles of modern medicine. He ended the conversation with "anything that is going to bring more Jewish children into the world has to be ok with God." However, at this point we have decided to take a break from treatment. We are both going to work on loosing some weight, and we are really starting to seriously talk about moving back to Alaska at the end of the summer. J wants to spend more time with his dad, and at his cabin. I want to be around my mom since she has some rather serious health problems. In addition, a job that I am perfectly qualified for at the local museum will be opening in August. 

We are still certainly in the discussion phases, but at this point both of us really want to go back. We will see what actually happens when the time comes.