ishaa's arrogance has no bounds. Recently he and I have discussed donating sperm and eggs--we think it's a really nice way to help out a couple or person desperate for a family, and it could give us a nice financial cushion. (I don't know if my PCOS would disqualify me--since I'm young they shouldn't have a problem getting the fertility drugs to work. I ( Read more... )

It is so entertaining living with men. Right now, ishaa is repeatedly watching a YouTube video of a terrible old sci-fi show's opening credits containing a man sliding down the windshield of a spaceship and whacking a guy in the head with his balls. ("ishaa: Why don't you eat....DEEZ NUTS!") He's laughing so hard he's crying. Literally.

I am amused.

So as many of you are aware, ishaa is turning 30 soon (and I am having so much fun torturing him). More to the point, we are having a birthday party for him a week from this friday. (7pm, our place, be there. Contact me privately for location details if you don't know them.) It's a Battlestar-playoffs-grilled meat party, per ishaa's request--he actually ( Read more... )

I'm not one to tell private relationship details or stories, but I think ishaa deserves some credit for this.

So last night I woke up suddenly, sick from both ends. The clatter in the bathroom woke ishaa up, and once I had reached the stage where I was exclusively vomiting, he came in to sit with me and keep me company. For the rest of the time I was sick-- ( Read more... )