Boobs, Bridal Showers and Bullsh*t

It’s been just over two weeks now since I miscarried and I am feeling pretty good. I think my body is getting back to normal and my mood is much better. I’ve been busy at work and with other things so the time has passed quickly. My husband and I started talking about when we were going to start trying again and we’ve both agreed to do it as soon as I get my first period over with and the doctor says to go ahead. So that is that for now.

Actually, it’s kind of nice to have my body back to myself for a little while. I had to put away the DD bras and bring out my old D ones, and then I had to put those away and bring out the C ones. It is no fun having boobs sometimes. I lost some weight and my clothes are looser around my tummy. Not that my tummy got that big, but I was starting to get a little bump and my pants were tighter.

So I am just going to put my energy into enjoying my husband (yay regular sex!), my puppy, and my job. Sometimes it’s important to only think about good things. I’m going to try to do that for a little while.

In other news, I hear my old company finally bit the dust. If you’ve been following Teh Mommeh’s blog, you will have been witnessing the slow death of the company and hearing about what a bunch of bastards they are. It was bad when I worked there in the Toronto branch, but I was able to get out before anything happened. It really pisses me off when these assholes run a company into the ground when they have all those employees depending on them for a regular paycheque and a stable job. I wonder what happened to my old boss. They shipped him out to Toronto from Vancouver to work his arse off for a crap salary. He was a die-hard for the company though. I never understood why he bothered to stay. If I were him, I would have said “fuck this” and quit. Hopefully he’ll be alright.

Let’s see…what else?

Oh yeah. My brother in law is getting married. The girl (actually I should say woman because she is about 10 years older than him) is someone he has been dating off and on for over a year now. My husband and I have met her a total of four times. So it was a surprise when we heard they were getting married but hey, whatever, as long as they’re happy. So anyway, the other day I casually ask my mother in law if she is going to do anything for the bride to be, like a shower or something. She says no (she barely knows her either) and that they didn’t want a shower or a Jack and Jill or anything. I say okay fine, because I really don’t caring being that I hardly even know her. I asked out of curiosity. I never had anything like that because we ran off the Mexico to get married and didn’t invite anyone (trust me, if you are not married yet, I recommend not doing the big wedding thing).

A couple of days ago, I get a message on my answering machine from one of the bride-to-be’s friends. It says something along these lines:

“Hi, you don’t know me but I got your number from (my brother in law). I hear you are organizing a shower for (bride to be) and I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help. If you need me to call people to invite of whatever, I can do that. Let me know. Oh, by the way, I work two full time jobs and will be out of town for one of them for awhile so just leave me a message letting me know what you want me to do.”

I was like “What the fuck?” All I freaking did was ask my mother in law if anything was going on and now all of a sudden, I have complete strangers calling me. First of all, the shower should be organized by HER FRIENDS. I am not even in the wedding party. So I call my brother in law and he says “Oh, don’t worry. I told them that you would help them out if they were doing anything. They are a bunch of idiots so I thought it would be good if you helped them.”

Lies.

This bunch of lazy ass, disorganized people are trying to push some shit off onto me. Well, I’ll tell you what dear reader: I am no yes-man. I do not have the disease to please and I have other things to do. Why in the hell would I throw a fucking shower for a girl I barely know? Rage. Here is what really happened in my estimation:

1. I call mother in law and casually ask about a shower/Jack and Jill. Mother in law tells me that they are not interested in doing anything. I drop it.
2. Mother in law calls brother in law and says I have been asking about a shower. She either tells him that I want to do one or he makes it up himself.
3. Brother in law calls one of bride-to-be’s friends and tells them that I am organizing a shower. She goes “Oh, great. We hadn’t even thought of doing something for her but now that someone else is doing it, we’ll offer some half-assed help and then take the credit.”


So I called her to tell her that I am not doing anything but of course, she is out of town. You know what? Fuck it. I don’t care. I am not freaking doing anything for this wacked out bunch of people. This is so typical of my husband’s family. They are disorganized to the last minute and then half ass their way through everything and it always turns out to be a mess. Idiots. I think my brother in law is trying desperately to get me to bond with this girl. First of all, she is like 10 years older than me, secondly, I have ONLY MET HER 4 TIMES!!!

Anyways, this is turning out to be a long rant so I’ll cut it short. I’ll continue posting the details of this saga as it unfolds.

Office Girl.