Really, I should have known better.

Awesome weekend, in that supplies for P.Beltane were OBTAINED for not a lot of money and plans were CONFIRMED for P.Beltane, always a plus, and now all we need to do is find a cooler that will hold a 30lb dressed goat and a chair that will support Wolf and still folds flat, 'cause I just thought of that, oh bother. Also got drunk on Saturday night on two glasses of wine and some sips of Chambord while watching the 1939 version of Hunchback of Notre Dame and comparing it to the Disney version, much fun there.

Sunday was spent cleaning floors and doing dishes and laundry, admist monitering children, discussing the feasability of having a vegetable garden (read: no way in hell in our postage stamp) and playing lots and lots of Babylonia, as I am a sucker for Ishtar.

At one point during the weekend, I mentioned to Wolf that while I'm enjoying the depo as birth control and how much I don't miss the monthly yuckiness of nausea, loose bowels, headache and general out-of-it-ness, I do miss the bleeding. By Sunday evening I was popping ginger pills and napping on the couch because of the yuckiness, which had started Friday and was steadily building.

This morning I started bleeding.

Yeah.