Thursday, August 10, 2006

The manager, once again, is out.

We are heading to a lakehouse with friends for the weekend. I am looking forward to it. We went to this same place with the same people (who live all over the country) three years ago, and I think back fondly upon the experience - we hiked, we ate, we drank, we slept, we swam, we read, we played card and board games in a spirited fashion, and I believe there was even a bat in the house at some point (exciting!).

I was thinking that this trip would involve much of the same, but then I realized that a new element will be present: multiple children, and thus much talk of children, and thus perhaps discussions of making children. But I'm not too worried - I've almost perfected my "Don't ask me if we're going to have children, because I might dissolve into tears, or, alternatively, deliver a stern lecture about infertility" face. Woe unto the unsuspecting inquirer!


Brando said...

Usually I like to slip the kids some psychedelic mushrooms in these situations. Tends to deflect the discussion away from having children to "why is little Chauncy singing 'Break on Through' and claiming he's the Lizard King?"

Have a good time, hope to see you and your man soon.

Mary Ellen and Steve said...

Enjoy your time away!!

Larisa said...

Wow - I had no idea you were doing the laminaria placement as well. I hope it works for you - I'll be anxiously awaiting news. Oh - and the three weeks prior is really a better plan - we just know we can't do that with me - we've tried already.

Hoping you won't get cancelled, either.

Meg said...

A-ha!! Sounds like you have the same approach as me! Guarantees no one will ever dare to ask again!