So, a donor we had liked before had samples become available. So we swiped up two vials worth (I had suggested 4, but Latte said it would jinx it). It’s going to be weird not driving during my lunch break to get a tank. Oh well, we both like this donor better. The last one didn’t have a cute nickname (maybe he’s Mr. FourDigitNumber?), this guy is Ginger Jesus.
Ginger Jesus has about 50 reasons for donating, one of them is to save the redhead gene, so we call him Ginger Jesus, since we watch too much BBC (ginger for redhead) and he wants to save something. 🙂
So yeah, we own sperm, it’s being kept in the bank for the next few months. Work is going well. Betty is doing okay, she’s adjusting to not getting any toys at the dog park and there haven’t been any more incidents. And yeah, life’s pretty good.