I have been a horrible blogger and a horrible blog friend as of late and I know that. I looked it up. My last entry of any substance was 28 January. Before that, who knows? I do blog everyday for Gwyneth Paige. Seeing as I have know idea where I left off, or if anyone out there is listening, let's just break it down for as much as I can remember until my hands cramp from typing it all.
The Home Front
- Maddox is by far the tallest toddler EVER. Maxing out at 97%, he met a 3.5 yr old the other day and was still an inch taller then him. He spoke better too. Maddox's speech is incredible lately. He uses "well" and "whom" properly. A lot of the "baby" words are leaving and being replaced by the proper words. This makes me sad. I miss "faffles" instead of "waffles." Yet I am still so proud of him. He makes me beam.
- Maddox was bit by a spider last week and just like his dad, has extremely adverse reactions to insect bites. Swelling, bruising and hives. Mad was bit six times over his legs arms and back. The bite on his knee swelled so extreme that it looked like he had two knee caps. It's been a week today and finally all the swelling has gone down but they still itch him.
- Maddy has also been playing wonderfully by himself. Imagining everything he can imagine. That boxes are trains, broccoli is a tree, that he is a helicopter. It's bliss.
- He can reach the pedals on his tricycle now but can't get the hang of pedaling. He loves to go for wagon rides and play on the swings. Sometimes the slides make him nervous but once he goes down he is unstoppable.
- He also broke my heart the other day. We took him to the playground maybe three weekends ago and there he met a little girl named Roslyn. She was almost four years old. She went up to him and said you're my friend and took his hand. He was smitten. They found a caterpillar and Ros named him Fuzzy. Maddox came over to me to tell me Roslyn was his friend and they have a caterpillar. I asked him to be gentle and wonderfully he was. After they played for a little while longer, Roslyn's daddy had to take her home to nap. Maddox was heartbroken. He cried "But she's my friend!" That is when I realized that my little has no friends. Not a one. Sure, he has his cousin Connor. Sure he had little buddies at the YMCA's Gym Class (which we resigned from due to the summer busyness). And yeah, his babysitter brings him over to her friends house who has a son six month older than him, but it's infrequent. Maddox doesn't have friends because we don't have friends with children and I am beginning to feel like the worst mom in history because of it. How do you make other parent friends when you have your own friends you barely see and you are introverted home bodies who love to go to the park and what not but on their own schedule? Poor Maddox. This is a problem I am still in the process of solving.
- Bruce. What the hell kind of name is Bruce for a dog? No kind if you ask me. Bruce came to us as a puppy to sit for three days over the memorial day weekend. Come to find out, Bruce is not wanted and neglected at his current residence. Well this is just not acceptable so we are now fostering Bruce until we find him a good home. He is an Akita German Shepherd and perfect. Almost 5 months old and already 35#s. He'll be huge. To be honest, check back with me in 3 weeks. I bet he is still here and his name is Milo or Jake instead of Bruce. ;)
- One month, three days ago I was hired on full time at Gwyneth Paige as their Creative Director (my title from before) as well as being handed the title of Marketing/PR Director. Super fancy. In turn my amazing hubs and FIL build me an office in a weekend for under $200 and it's perfect. I feel like a rockstar working from home. It's blissful in every way. I wish I could find the time to do more me stuff (i.e. Laundry, updating my personal blogs, etc) but I haven't quite figured it all out yet. I work about 35 hours a week and it's amazing. I also quit my job in the best way possible.
- My old job was hell. They hated me, but I never knew why. I know I gave them about 10% of my brain functions but I always did my work... went I felt like it. Nothing was late, but things were done on the "Andrea doesn't give a shit" schedule of time, not their. Nemesis, the evil bitch whose whole purpose was to make my life hell there continued to do so. She was toxic. So when Jodi hired me at noon a Wednesday I accepted and went back to work. There I sat. For two hours just DYING knowing that I could walk out at any moment and have it not matter. That inspired me. This is my chance. To quit the way I wanted to quit. I didn't owe them a damn thing. They were shits to me the whole time. I cleaned my cube, my desk and answered all emails. Put in pending orders. Erased my voice message for my phone. Put up my out of office permanently message. Took all the pictures of the walls and brought them to my car (it took two trips) and over those 45 minutes no one noticed. Finally I took my keys to the office off my key ring as well as my badge, set them nicely in front of my keyboard and wrote an email to the head of HR. The email read Subject: Manifest Destiny -- Body: I resign. Blissfully, Andrea. I hit send and I left. Not a word spoken from or to anyone. I smiled the entire drive home. About an hour later HR must have read the email or noticed I was gone, called my house, left a message that I didn't return (I thought the email was self explanatory) and I haven't regretted it since.
Okay, that is all I can brain dump right now. Back soon.
If you are out there, wanna drop me a comment and see if there is any reason other than my record to update this thing?
xoxo
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