Monday, March 20, 2006

Ba-Da Choo Choo

The Dutch Oven Olympic Event originally scheduled ended up being a draw. I think we both burned our nosehairs out due to the gas. However, the next day was when all the tasty goodness smelling stuff really came out.........just in time for Mass. Grrreat.....

I have to admit something horrible, and I can't even believe that I'm going to post it; but, here goes:

If I'm teaching and I have gas, I'll walk around the classroom, let one loose behind the kids, then watch as they totally turn on each other to find out who farted. It's actually pretty hilarious, especially with third and fourth graders.

There, I said it. And, depending on which school I'm in, it's quite satisfying.

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On Sunday, after Mass, we went to my aunt and uncle's for my cousin Joseph's 2nd birthday party. The theme was "Thomas the Tank Engine", which he is currently obsessed with. He runs around and yells "Ba-Da CHOO CHOO" whenever the show goes on the air. Well, the house was filled with kids-my aunt has four nephews, Gigi had a friend there. Presents were opened, and I totally couldn't deal with it. I started out okay, then started having a small panic attack, made up a fictitious headache, and told Sean we had to live NOW. Now I know why I should swear off children's parties. It's getting harder and harder to be around kids lately. Especially since it's still unclear as to whether or not we'll have children of our own.

15 days and counting until the consult with BigImportantClinic. And I can't wait. I'd never have thought that I would miss infertilty treatment. Actually, it isn't the treatment itself that I miss, but the hope that it brings with it.

If you could call sticking yourself with needles, getting felt up by a wand monkey and becoming a hormonal, fat mess hopeful. But, when IVF is your only option, I guess hope is all you've got.

10 comments:

UtRus said...

ok, that stealth fart in the classroom business is brilliant. no, seriously. that is brilliant. I can't wait to tell my best friend from college about that (she teaches 4th grade) - she'll love it.

15 days and counting until your consult. until then, heck, eat lots of sushi (not tuna tho ;), drink some beers, some nice wine, and get in at least one hot tub!

thalia said...

15 days, oh how I empathise with that wanting to be treating thing, it's so hard when you are doing nothing. Let's hope they have something sensible to say.

Betty said...

Ha ha!! I do the stealth fart too. Me and my other teacher friends often laugh about the joy of the stealth fart!!

Meg said...

Me too - go the stealth fart... you have to wait till recess to laugh :)

cat said...

You should keep data on which kids turn most on the others... it is great that you do this... serves em right... ankle biters.

Full of hope for you!

ilyse said...

S- I am so sorry to hear that you had a rough time at the childs party. That is even great that you tried to go, I don't even do that anymore. Lots of luck for your appointment in 15 days!!! I know exactly the feeling of wanting to start the fun life of IVF treatments again.

Sunnie said...

ROTFL! You are quite the stinker! HA!

Manuela said...

Stealth fart... LOVE it... LOVE it!

And yah... it is a weird thing to miss cycling... I know exactly what you mean.

Anna said...

Okay, the farting thing was just too funny, but I come from the mindset of fart = funny.

I'm wishing you all the best with your consult. I hope all goes well and you'll be on your way to getting and staying knocked up. Please keep us posted!

Lut C. said...

I'm counting down another 15 days too untill I have my first appointment with a specialist. Enough of the regular ob/gyns.