Pondering....

I've been watching the Barbara Walter's special with Nancy and Thomas Beatie. He is pregnant AGAIN with his/her second baby. I'm having a real problem with this. Not because I don't think the couple should have children, but did they really HAVE to tell the world when he/she was pregnant last year? I'm also not jealous....
I just don't get why, why, why I'm fertilely challenged and a MAN can have a baby, or two.

Things to do on a rainy afternoon....

1. Eat.
2. Shop online for a baby daddy.
3. Eat.
4. Look at yoga schedule for tomorrow.
5. Procrastinate about taking dog for a walk, even though his legs are crossed.
6. Make phone calls.
7. Pay bills.
8. Ok, now I HAVE to take him out....

I know I said I'd tell you where I'm now working, but I've actually now got to get ready to go into work, so here is their website for you to look at and find the store nearest you so you too can be the coolest yogi/runner/athlete in town.

Oh and I heard from the Vet yesterday...Ollie's quarantine test results came back and everything is negative, which is great. I have to have him sign the certificate, but he's not in til Monday. A couple of days here or there is not going to make a difference.

Last Week...

I started training for my new job and the Dr started me on the pill to get ready for IVF.

I had an appointment at the Fertility Clinic on Monday because I got my period...blood test and ultrasound then had to go back on Friday morning for something called a Sono-Hysterogam (HSN) where I had yet another blood test and saline injected into my uterus. It was a great way to spend 30 minutes. I did, however, get the go ahead to start IVF and left with a large goodie bag full of medication. There are lots of things I have to take, and inject and none are covered by my insurance. One of the nurses has been hoarding a lot of them for me (which is something I'm grateful for), but there are as many again, that I have prescriptions for that need to be filled.

No dates this week, apart from a coffee meeting, but that was all it was and if it gets to a real date, as in dinner, I'll elaborate.

I will also fill you in on my job this week...promise.

History Made Tonight

Well....the US has a new President elect....

BARACK OBAMA

vote vote vote vote vote

Today, there's only one thing on the minds of every American...

"Who is going to be elected President tonight?"

As a Resident with a Green Card the US Government has no problem making me pay taxes, but I cannot vote. I HAVE made my choice heard though, not that it counts!!!

Changing the topic to something way more interesting....

In the last ten days I went on 4 dates.
The first was a dinner. The guy told a REALLY long, boring story and I pretended I was interested. He walked me to my car at the end of the night, I said thank you and good bye and held out my hand to shake his. We had no chemistry....NEXT

A couple of nights later, I met another guy for drinks and dinner. This looked more promising. He wasn't bad looking and it wasn't like pulling teeth to make conversation. Although, by the end of the meal, he started to get a bit touchy, feely....and then, thought he should kiss me when he said bye...I thought not.

He did call me the next day to ask me out for the following night, which I agreed to. I showed up at the time we'd discussed, and as I got out of my car, I could see him walking towards me. I knew then I would have preferred be home on the couch and that didn't want to be there (yeah, I'm fickle), but I figured I'd keep my thoughts to myself and maybe it would be ok. We sat down and he started to talk, no, bitch about his divorce and how the ex took him for everything he had. EVERY topic lead back to his divorce, it was making me crazy. This was a definite dating no no. I was happy when the check was paid and I could leave.

The following day, he sent me a text message asking whether I'd like to go out again!!! I decided I needed to email him.

"Hi xxxx,

Thank you again for last night. You're a great guy and will make someone very happy...one day, but you're not over your divorce and although you think you are ready for a relationship, you need to get past the bitterness of the divorce and your ex to be able to move forward.
I'm sure our paths will cross again and I wish you luck in your search for true happiness.

Nicky"

His response was that he believes he IS ready for a relationship and we just obviously aren't compatible. Ummm, ok, I'm sure talking about your divorce ad nauseum could be a turn on for someone...

The last was lunch on Sunday. This guy turned up in old ill fitting jeans, a sweatshirt and white tennis shoes....pahlease make an effort. Again, I knew this was going to be a very quick meal. There was NO chemistry, mainly because he had absolutely no personality. I was home within the hour!!!

My date filtering system must have been on the fritz last week. No more dating until it's fixed....

Importing Dogs to Oz

A couple of people have asked me about the Australian quarantine laws. These are, I think, the strictest in the World as there are many diseases the country does not have, nor do they want, like rabies. So Australia is pedantic about tests and timing for importing animals.

Depending what country you are bringing to animal from, depends on the quarantine period and what tests they need to have.

From the States, there's a six month period between when the tests are taken and when the animal is released. This can be all in Australia, but the dog has to stay actually IN quarantine, or like me, you can wait up to 5 months after having the blood drawn and then it's only 30 days.

Here's their website

Ok, I'm back

in the US and over my jet lag. I had a fun, relaxing time with my family and caught up with all my friends and now I'm back in the real world.

I flew from Sydney to LA, spent the day catching up with a girl friend and caught the red eye back to NY that night. I arrived home at 6.30am last Friday. Ollie couldn't be picked up before 9.30, so I had time to kill. I showered, unpacked (yup, even surprised myself), started doing laundry, took my car to be washed and did some grocery shopping on my way to get him.

Telling you he was happy to see me would be an understatement. He did not let me out of his sight for days and even now, he wants to go everywhere with me!!!

I've 95% decided that I'm going to move back to Australia. All the stars are pointing me in that direction. I wont bitch about being jobless anymore here, because the last time I did, even though this is MY blog and therefore is about ME and my feelings, certain people took offense to what I had posted.

Australia has a very strict quarantine policy....six months all up. Thankfully it can be five months here, in the US and then only 30 days there. I took Ollie to the vet a couple of days ago to have all the necessary blood tests. The results will be back in a couple of weeks and I can start counting down....YES Mum....I really did it.

It became a running joke while I was there....EVERYONE I ran into asked whether I was moving back. No, not whether, when. Some of these people I hadn't seen in years and at first I thought Mum had asked everyone to say something to me, or was paying them to...but she assured me she hadn't.

As for the pregnancy, or lack thereof...I took this month off seeing as I was away when I got my period and would have had to have been monitored by my gynecologist in Australia, then come back in the middle of my cycle. With the time differences, and having to take the medication whist traveling, IVF is too costly to play around with missing a day here or there. I'll look at starting with my next period.

It would be SO much less expensive if I could do it in Australia. Need a willing donor though. Here, I have my pick of donors....either from a sperm bank, or one of the guys who have so kindly offered, but nothing is covered by health insurance. There, eighty percent is covered, but there are no donors....ARGH.

The thought of flying one of the willing participants to Australia has crossed my mind. I will give this some more thought....

Now, I have to check on my friend who had lunch lipo...what great times we live in when you can go down two dress sizes in your lunchbreak....