Me: (slightly meepy/miffed) But I was sure I was pregnant this time ( Read more... )

W: Maybe you could get your balance back. You've lost it these last few weeks ( Read more... )

We'd talked some time recently about marriage/wedding, about making that an actual legal event and getting it sorted out. Just random conversation, late at night. We'd discussed doing it the next time we were in the same state as both sets of parents, which is October. The only thing is, we'd need to do the paperwork for a wedding at least a month ( Read more... )

Lying in bed, murmuring to each other blissfully as usual.

T: I like the way our sexual landscapes match up.
W: What, my peninsula and your inlet?

Ah, from the psychologically abstract to completely blunt, in one well-crafted line... -grin-

I was rambling about work, finances and budget meetings. End of financial year, and all. And there was something I didn't phrase quite right, which led to the following conversation ( Read more... )

We were waiting for public transport home, the usual late night long wait, after a science-based evening event ( Read more... )

I was dancing, as I try to do often. In my loungeroom, stretching and moving to a favourite song. The chords built, the music lifted, I counted off the seconds in my head until the first beat hit, holding, rising, poised ( Read more... )

Last night we were at a pagan gathering. The healer in charge called everyone into a circle to give thanks for something, to say something they were grateful for, or to name something they wanted to let go of. I had a chance to speak before the drumming parade intervened, but W didn't ( Read more... )

Still fragile. And struggling. Dealt with some of the worst of the depression, but I'm still definitely not "well", as wellness goes. Tonight I was kind of grumpy at W, and ended up going out for a walk. And then coming back, being cuddly for a minute, and getting grumpy again and having to run off and hide in the back room. I only stopped that ( Read more... )

We were eating out last night, sitting at a tiny table in an alleyway and laughing over the menu as usual. The topic of dozman came up, and W mentioned something Doz had said in a post on one of his other journals, about how Doz was being sure to give us space. I'd commented once that W was the most macho of the partners I'd had, at least in terms of his ( Read more... )