Assvice Bingo

This piece of brilliance must be shared.

Granted, to date, I've only had a smattering of assvice, less so recently since we've pretty much stopped talking about the Great Babymaking Adventure, but I am steeling myself for the flurry of comments that will no doubt be hurled away.

But of course, preventing that flurry, or at least staving it off (1-2-3) is part of the reason we've entered Radio Silence about what's really going on. Explaining your plans over and over again starts to seem like more than should be shared with the general public.

It's such a fine line, I admit. I know lesbians and those who we suspect are lesbians are appearing with children all over the place and many of my sapphic systers will have you beleive those babies just fell from the sky, directly into their wombs or their rooms, but I assure you, that's not true. Mucho planningo goes into many of these babies and I feel some weird sense of duty to share the specifics of the process so people can know how it works. Since we've all had fifth grade health class and everyone knows how IT works for the other 90% of the world (or at least, how it's supposed to work).

But now that those generalities are becoming my reality, I no longer want to share.

Now Entering Radio Silence

Ooh. It's almost that time -- time to start the Great Babymaking Adventure of 2005. Given that approaching window, we've decided to not post the trials and tribulations of babymaking until it's well past the window where Something Heartbreaking Could Happen.

I'll probably write all about it, but you won't see it here until that window has passed.