Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Ovaries, Testes, and Sperm

I am so proud of myself. Please excuse me while I take a moment to brag. We are having that wonderful week in Science class where we teach children about their bodies and what not to do with their bodies aka Family Life in 6th grade and Sex Respect in 7th/8th. Luckily, I teach 6th grade so my job is more about the endocrine system and hereditary traits. Blah, blah...Anyway, Monday I began this week's unit. I was so nervous I thought I was going to be uncomfortable all day. I actually had to stand in front of 25 kids, 4 times that day and say OVARIES and TESTES. It really wasn't all that hard. I gave them the whole "I know how mature you are. Here is your time to show me"....blah, blah, speech. I think it may have worked. I also think they had no idea what I was talking about. We played a Jeopardy game with the all of the glands and they couldn't even pronounce ovary or testes. Amazing! Today, I had to say something about how a child receives 1/2 of its chromosomes from its father's sperm and the other 1/2 from its mother's ovum. They had no idea what an ovum was, but sperm...no problem. First the giggles began and the whispering. We made it through one class. Then my second and third. I felt very confident by the time my last class came to me. I was running straight through my lesson and for some reason sperm was not a word that would come out of my mouth. (notice that I did say word, make sure you are reading carefully..dirty minds) Anyway, I said "spell"and "spear" before I started laughing hysterically. That was it. The class lost it. I was laughing, red in the face, and chanting sperm. You could you just imagine ME doing this. Whew!

Tomorrow we are watching a video in class. The girls and boys will be separated. Thank goodness! This may make an interesting story later. The girls watch a video that discusses starting their periods. The boys watch a video about their bodies and wet dreams. I know I am not using proper terminology, but this is my blog, not school. I guess I'll have to wait and see how it goes.

Monday, April 10, 2006

What was I thinking?










At the top, you have a wonderful picture of me...... dancing in the hall? I really am not sure what I was supposed to be doing here. But, I thought some of you might want a good laugh. Next , why...why am I so happy to be standing at the rear of a bull? These are NYC pics just in case you couldn't figure it out. It's funny how things really sound like a great idea at the time. And the bottom......I have decided that I want to be Cinderella when I grow up. I want to wear pretty clothes, go to balls, and live happily ever after. The End

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

It's official

No, I am not pregnant. My brother is getting married!! He gave her Mom's ring last night.

Sleeping with a Cat

Sleep! Who needs it? I really think my cat is trying to prepare me for motherhood. She comes to bed sometime between 3-5 AM every night. If she would just plop down and start snoozing it would be all good. No, she feels the need to knead on my neck or nuzzle in my face. She loves to talk so she tells me all about her day. The usual cat stuff like
I climbed a huge tree today. When I got to the top I chased a bird.Then I decided to get a snack so I went hunting for moles. After all the excitement I took a nap and when I got up I played with my brother. (our dog).
She then proceeds to tell me that I am the best mom a cat could ever have. I don't yell at her for bring "presents" or "offerings" in the house, I always love on her and feed her. She really is a sweet kitty and very pretty, but I would much rather talk when I am not sleeping. So, I think she is trying to prepare me b/c I may not have any kids, but I know that they never do things when it is convenient. She woke me up at 3:45 this morning. It is now 4:50 AM. I really need my beauty sleep. She doesn't understand that it is hard to go back to sleep after so many intriguing conversations, not to mention the weight of a cat on your chest or head. If she's on my head it's over - I can't breathe through the cat. I tried to switch to my ears, but I couldn't figure out how to get my lungs to go along with it. Maybe that's another prep. She knows children can "be the death of you." She usually settles on either side of me curled up under my arm. Aww! She's so cute. I really just wish I could flip over now. Why don't I just do it you ask. Well, she will then have a lenghty conversation with me about how she was trying to sleep and I woke her up.
Mom! Stop moving. I am trying to sleep here. Didn't I tell you that I had a long day and I need to rest. How am I going to hunt tomorrow if you won't let me sleep. Purrrrrrrrrr.
I seriously have never been around a cat that talks this much. She will come in the doggy door and announce her presence.
"Meeeeoooow!" translated "Honey, I'm home!"
It's now five and I just fed her, so maybe she'll let me go back to sleep.