Friday, December 01, 2006

River Deep, Mountain High

Hello world. This is the first drunk post.
It's really unfair how I can now do whatever I want and get drunk whilst the misses has to keep it together.

I honestly did not expect to have other people reading my blog and feel that I may have changed my style of blogging since I became aware that there is an excellent support network of people I have never met, but who really understand what me and the Misses are going through.

So on behalf of the Misses and I, a heartfelt thank you is in order. We read your blogs with interest and it has had such a big impact on our lives that we are both eager to chat about your posts and wish you all the very best in your IVF adventures.
You are all in our thoughts and anyone who is going through this process has our sincere best wishes.

Partnership is the key to keeping sane in my experience, so here is how I feel expressed by words I can never put together:

Do I love you my oh my
River deep, mountain high
If I lost you would I cry
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby

-Performed by Ike And Tina Turner

- Written by Ellie Greenwich, Jeff Barry, and Phil Spector


lola said...

Mr & Mrs Blue Sky - just checking in to say hello and thanks for all the support on my blog!

I hope that you are doing well in the 2ww and I'll be keeping my fingers crossed for some great news!!

Lola :)

spark said...

Can you please have a tasty beer for me too? I want to encourage this drunk-blogging and see if it turns out as funny as drunk-dialing (do you have that phenomena in the UK?). :)

Once again I am touched by your thoughtful post and apropos lyrics. And thank you and the Misses for sharing so much during your adventures. It is comforting to know that other people - all over the world - are going through similar challenges.

Take care,

p.s. my last blog title was a weak attempt to make a musical reference.

Mr Blue Sky said...

Not weak at all K. Its a classic. But may I suggest some lighter music like the Flaming Lips (yeah yeah yeah song) or The Pogues (Irish band that make a fantastic soundtrack to a night on the tiles)

My brother is a serial drunk dialler and when I get a call at three in the morning I no longer think it's one of 'those' calls it is just my drunken eejit bro letting me know he's having fun!!