Saturday, July 10, 2010

Three Kinds of Awkward

1. Having to explain to several medical professionals that not only do I not know when I last had a period, I have no idea when I last had sex. If ever. What is this...suhh-ex you speak of? You see, there is this three year-old that lives in my house who's shrill demands pretty much eradicate the human brain's ability to form thoughts, let alone measure space, time, and...huh-? what was I-? babies?

2. Running into one of my students in the Planned Parenthood waiting room. She clutches her wallet and box of birth control; I make no attempt to explain why I'm there. I return her hug, highly amused as she pelts for the door with a high-pitched stage whisper to the slouchy guy waiting for her: "hohmygodthatwasmyteacherjeeeezus."

3. My sister (also pregnant) and I, breaking into dance in the crackers and juice aisle of the grocery store upon hearing "Hit Me Baby One More Time" over the loudspeaker. We were flinging our hair and girating our be-sweatpantsed rumps, enacting early-, family- and crazy- era Brittany at the same time. This is not awkward in itself. It is only made awkward when we disolve into giggles but keep throwing our butts around when we realize that the guy at the end of the aisle definitely made a U-turn with his cart just to watch with a big stupid grin on his face.

Good times.

3 comments:

  1. Hilarious! I bet that student wanted to crawl away and die.

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  2. Hey girl, you and Carl coming this weekend?

    There's a FaceBook page for the event, with basic details, and where we've been taking RSVP's. I never got to fwd you the invite, b/c I think FB requires you and I to be "friended" for that (there's an old friends' request that's been floating out there in the aether for a bit.)

    Siggurd is coming up Friday night to set up his tent.

    We could sure use something on the menu besides meat dishes. :P

    Holla,

    ~Fionn

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