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One of the 'best' parts of working with wee little kids, is seeing who my maste.rbaters are going be each year. Over the years, most of them have been pretty subtle-- a hand in a pocket, a light rocking on the chair. Of course, there have also been the less shameful ones-- getting out of a chair to bend over the front corner or it, hands vigorously moving inside the pants, etc. Well, this year, I got to see the wee boner. He stuck his hands down his shorts while they were all sitting on the carpet, pulled the elastic way out, and let it hang out there at attention. 7 years old. I, of course, jump right on the "let's all make sure we're sitting criss-cross with our hands in our laps! (outside our pants)" I'm just glad none of the other students saw and said something. I could just hear one of them scream out, "OMG, Mrs. M, I see his pee-pee!" And, everyone would look. And, my work email inbox would be flooded with parent concerns.... agai...

One of the things I do to add to my income is tutor. I can make quite a bit of money in a fairly short amount of time tutoring. One of the moms is an ob/gyn. She had asked me questions in the past about my plans for kids, etc. and I gave her the standard brush off, we'll see type answer. She told me to let her know if I ever needed anything in that area, as I was helping her son, and she wants to help me. The other day, I gave her a short run down of our situation. She is going to talk to the RE she recommends patients to and see what he thinks about our situation. She said she will also try to get me a discount if I go there. I can't find the doctor online, but don't really have his name. She also had some good ideas about how to help B deal with donor spe.rm. Or, at least some other thoughts. It will be nice to get another opinion for free. I kinda wanted to see another doctor, since the two that I did see had such different plans. I'm hoping for a more bal...

I have a 'fun' weekend planned.  I will be defending my silver medal in a grape stomping contest in wine country in central California (yes, Ella, that wine country!).  There is lots of pressure for a repeat performance, and I feel like I am coming down with a cold!  I have to stomp my heart out for a minute or two at a time!  It doesn't sound like much, but it is like an all out sprint in half a wine barrel.  Last year, there were 72 teams in 6 heats of 12.  We won our heat, and went on to the finals.  The six heat winners competed again, and we came in second.  One person is in the barrel stomping and the other is keeping a screen over a hole in the bottom of the barrel clean for the juice to drip out.  The first to 4 cups of juice wins.  I'm not really looking forward to it.  I kinda don't want to go.  I hope it will be fun though.  It has potential for both good and bad.  Potential for SIL and BIL's gf drama.   SIL stole prescription meds from my purse l...

Today, I was teaching short i and the 'it' family words (fit, knit, hit, bit..).  I'm hoping not to hear sh -it or t -it.  I was expecting a giggle if someone said sp-it.  As I'm writing the words on the board, I decide to call on one last student.  I get, cl -it.  Normally when a kid makes up a word, pretending it's a real word, I ask if they know what it means or can use it in a sentence.  In this case, I didn't want to ask.  I decided to move on, while laughing inside.

It's been half a year since my brother died. 6 months. It feels like no time has past, yet March feels like forever ago. It is hard to reconcile. I still think vividly of sitting in my classroom getting that phone call from my mom. The panic, as I ran out on my students (of course, telling the teacher next door to cover my class until someone could get there). His birthday is coming up. That's going to be a hard day. And, the holidays. It doesn't help that I hate going to work now. 168 more days of school. I need something to look forward to.

I've been withdrawn. Not just from here, but from real life too. Fac.ebook has been deactivated, aim no longer automatically starting, RL blog closed, etc. I know that it might be bad or not good for me to do this, but I just feel so overwhelmed and exhausted. It seemed like the easiest things to drop. I went back to work since my last post. I am not teaching a grade I want to be in this year. I am not happy about it and I don't like it. I'm doing fine, and being a good teacher, but I don't like it. Somewhere around 175 more days of school. No one announced a pregnancy, so the only pregnant lady right now is M , who I am happy and excited for. I was supposed to be social this weekend, but we took the weekend off and called in sick. I am a little sick, so it is not too much of a stretch. It would have been an exhausting two days that would have made me feel sicker when it was all over. Now I'll be rested. It looks like we'll be moving forward with IVF...