I won’t even start with “so I haven’t been blogging much” and I’ll just cut down to the chase. Much of my radio silence as of late is because off in the background was a new job opportunity that came sailing in without warning and then occupied much of my mind when I wasn’t working or parenting. And to make a long story short (many interviews and written tests) I have accepted an offer for a new job. I’m leaving my current company in a few weeks, and then beginning with the new one. I’m excited, sad, scared, nervous, and excited. All at once. It is a wonder I can eat.
The job I’m leaving has been really wonderful to me for six years but as I began to feel the itch for something new, my new position popped up and became a reality. I apologize for the vagueness but I’ve never been comfortable talking work specifics online- too many downfalls in our uber-connected world. Notable changes for me include:
– no more working from home
– an equally long commute but in a different direction
– still lawyering but in a very different way as I did previously, although with much of the same content/similar legal arena
– some exciting new areas of law to dig into
– no more riding boots and jeans in the office, I have to find some suits and business formal in the very near future
My current job has a whole lot of wonderful coworkers and perks and I’m very sad to say goodbye to them. I’m nervous that I’m swapping a good known for a bit of the unknown (who wouldn’t be?) but I’m hopeful that the new opportunity will be just as great if not better. There is (as always) the potential for the job to impact the blog, and I haven’t really figured that out. I’ll figure it out and make the best decision for me, but I do love coming here to write so I’m hopeful about the future of everything.
In the meantime I have taken inventory of the current wardrobe, deemed it “barely passable” (seriously guys, jeans and riding boots for years) for my new position and I have begun a Lady Lawyer board on Pinterest to save my favorite ideas. I’m scouring the old favorites- Boden (see also, Boden, y u no Pinterest compatible?), Nordstrom, Brooks Brothers, J.Crew, Banana Republic, Gap, Ann Taylor, and Lands’ End (errant apostrophe/fist shake). As I’ve been telling everyone, if you see something great, pass it my way. For example, I have realized I don’t own brown pumps or any hosiery beyond casual black tights. I am now accepting tights suggestions (although I’m dying to splurge on a few pairs of Wolford stockings…worth it?) and anything else that might pop into your mind.
Somehow it is already Thursday this week, a surprise to me since I could have sworn it was Tuesday, but here we are. Almost Friday! The weekend! Last weekend was nice but quiet- I realized Gracie hadn’t gotten to stay home and just play with her toys in a long time, so after I came home from early morning spinning (at Flywheel, through Classpass) and B headed out to the Bears-Packers game (cheering for both teams to lose) we had a girls day at home. We read a lot of books, put together a lot of puzzles and picnics and put Piggie to sleep over and over again. See also: we need a new term for this game of laying Piggie down, covering with a blanket and saying “shh” while rubbing his back, because it sounds like we are running an animal death farm around our parts. Also, I think we need a back up Piggie.
Anyway. That was Sunday. The week has gone by in a blur- hot yoga Monday night, gymnastics on Wednesday. Gracie’s fourth and final canine is coming in – truth be told we thought it was in, her others came in so long ago, but nope, unobservant parent x2- and she has been sleeping terribly as a result. We also had yet another trip to the pediatrican where were told “yup, no idea what that is/nothing we can do” for a continually swelling eye that has her looking like a prize fighter. There was some concern she migth have been bitten by a bug or had an infected stye, but neither seems to be the case, which is good.
In other news: my boots arrived, I love them so. I ordered Kiwi Boot Spray for them after receiving very little feedback on shoe sprays- something no one is passionate about, eh- after reading about 3 Amazon reviews and figuring that it can’t hurt. I’m going to have B try it out on his new anniversary shoes that are coming, and at a fortuitous time as he basically destroyed all of his dress shoes this week and will make the cobbler very happy in the near future. So much so that I have spilled the beans on his anniversary gift and will give them to him a week early so he can wear tham rather than go court with shoes that don’t match his suit, THE HORROR.
As I mentioned before, I’m trying out some new workout gear (my paltry collection was starting to become an issue with my newfound hobby of attending fitness classes) so I ordered these Beyond Yoga leggings with fancy mesh inlay, I expect them to up my cool factor significantly while quaking through a barre class. Side note: do we think that trend will go the way of the corner cupcake shops? Because right now there is some sort of expensive workout studio with a ballet barre and toned ladies on every corner of Chicago. Anyway, back to the gear. If I like the ones I ordered, I have my eye on a “quilted” pair (fancy speak for pattern) and the gathered bottom style, which I believe will allow me to pull it over my heel while in class which is definitely what all the cool girls are doing. Cool = college age, so maybe acutally I should skip that.
Speaking of things I ordered from Amazon, I also ordered Gracie another container of probiotics. We started these in February, prior to daycare and since I can’t knock on wood every time someone reads this just know that if your kid is in school or daycare and you worry about illness and you wish you could *do* something, I would recommend these. For about $17 for a 2 month jar you can at least feel proactive, and our pediatrician has told us that at a minimum they help recover from norovirus and rotavirus more quickly, which, SOLD. It doesn’t dissolve quite as well as I would like, but she doesn’t seem to notice it in her milk. You can even add it to your Amazon Subscribe & Save!
Speaking of that I got an email from Amazon that beginning in November the discount for bundling 5 or more items is only 15% instead of 20%, and wipes will no longer be part of the standard “diapers and wipes automatic 20% off discount” which displeases me greatly as Subscribe & Save bundling is how we were able to afford premium diapers and organic formula for the cost of regular old grocery store shopping….but Amazon seems to think that a $30 credit will make me happier. I’m sure for now it won’t be a big deal (our monthly delivery is pretty much just diapers and dog stuff now) but if I’m ever buying infant formula again, I’m sure I’ll gripe.
On the horizon: dinner with some of my best law school girls tonight, another bar class tomorrow, swimming with Gracie on Saturday, friends over for brunch on Sunday (serving this, please make post-haste) and hopefully another early Sunday morning spin class so I can once again awkwardly shuffle through the office Monday morning.
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Sometimes, when the headlines are dominated by bad news, it is hard to come over here and blog. It seems so trivial in the grand scheme of things- the happenings in St. Louis, Iraq, Israel and Gaza, Robin Williams, missing planes, planes being shot down….but here, let me talk about my life/dog/baby!
Yesterday I saw a lot of snide comments on social media about how *of course* everyone cares about the rich white comedian that dies but no one cares about any of the other above situations. It isn’t that easy of course. Expressing sadness of a generally well-loved figure isn’t political, alienating, anger inducing, or any of the other things that can cause hesitation before typing out on a Facebook status or Tweet. I don’t have a nagging feeling that I’m not well informed as I opine that, oh man, I’ll really miss Robin Williams and what he brought this world. At least not the way I would if I tried to discuss the world political landscape or the unrest in St. Louis. I think some of the snide commentators would be best reminded that having sadness for one event isn’t mutually exclusive of having sadness for another….but I digress.
Amidst all of the bigger world troubles, Gracie has had a fever. Nothing else, just a fever, enough to make her cranky and keep her home from school. I don’t typically mind being a working parent- it is what I know, and with some organization and the ability to laugh at myself, it works for us. But when Gracie is sick the reality of being a working parent isn’t so rose-tinted and B and I struggle with who needs to stay home, what does your week look like, how can we make this work. All of that and the poor pumpkin doesn’t feel well, so as I rock her and I flash my calendar and to-do list in my head I am overwhelmed and want nothing more than to not be a working parent. Once she is feeling better and it settles back out, I’m reminded again why I like working, why it is what is right for our family, why I’m happy to do what I do…but in those fevery, fussy moments, I wish for anything but.
I’m continually reminded that fall is on the horizon, and a tiny part of me thinks “Fall is fun! I love fall!” and then the other part of me struggles with some sort of PTSD from the winter of 2013-2014. I’m making lists of freezer meals to be made, boots that need purchasing (I wore mine into the ground last winter), winter coats that need a quick trip to the cleaner, 10 passes to indoor playgrounds that I need to buy, hats that need finding, toddler snow pants that need procuring. I’m determined to be ready for the winter, to not be sucked into the misery that was last year, but in the meantime I keep reminding myself to focus on August not pumpkins.
Gracie’s daycare is working on improving communication with parents (we get a daily report but they are going more tech-savvy so we can see photos and get a little more info in real time) and part of me is thrilled, but it also makes me a tiny bit sad- more solid reminders that she spends a great part of her time with others, not with us. I know it is good for her, I know she enjoys “school” and her teachers and her friends, and again, I know working works for me….but somehow the photos of her happily painting her day away make me a little sad, a little “oh…” a little…I don’t know. Melancholy I suppose. Defensive that I’m a good Mom, I paint with her too! It isn’t rational, and I know that, but it doesn’t stopping the nagging thoughts from creeping up every now and again, making me wonder about every life choice that led me to here and would I do anything over….even when the reality is nope, not a thing.
Whew. Pen to paper is cathartic. Or…fingers to keyboard I suppose.
I’m back from a 4 night work trip to New York City and since many of you shared suggestions of where to go and what to eat I thought I’d share some of the highlights.
After my boss and I arrived on Saturday and got settled into the hotel, we headed out to dinner at Casellula in Hell’s Kitchen. This is a place that has been recommended to me over and over throughout the years but I’d never made it. It is a tiny one room restaurant (with a menu for Chicago’s Schwa hanging in the bathroom as a hat tip to the owner’s favorite place) that has an awesome wine and cheese selection as well as a tantalizing menu. We shared a phenomenal cheese plate and “pigs in a blanket” and I had their famous “pigs ass sandwich” that was amazing. Highly recommend.
Sunday we started the day off with work and conferencing but in the afternoon we grabbed some pizza at Angelo’s Pizza on 57th. It was what I assume many NY pizza joints are like- nothing particularly fancy but serving solidly good pizza. It was also right next to a very cool gold ATM (as in, it dispenses gold) I’d read about- a fun find. After lunch my boss and I took the subway down to the World Trade Center memorial and museum. We were late for our assigned time but the staff let us in anyway. We began with the video and then entered the exhibits. It was wonderfully done, incredibly poignant and emotionally difficult. I struggled as I overheard kids asking questions – how could they not remember?- before reminding myself that it happened in 2001 and part of the museum’s purpose was for those generations that don’t remember. I found myself incredibly overwhelmed about 2/3 of the way through, but it felt disrespectful not to keep reading and looking and remembering. I’m so glad I went, but I don’t think I need to go back. Afterwards we were both emotionally drained. We had a quiet cab ride back to the hotel despite driving right through the Pride Parade crowds.
It was a good night to have plans with my cousin who lives in New York and met us at a restaurant she likes on the Upper East Side, Uva. We once again indulged in cheese (so much cheese!), wine flights and I had an amazing truffle and gnocchi dish. Truffles can be over-used but this dish was a great combination of flavors and textures. I balanced out the rich truffles with a little lemon meringue pie after….
Monday was a whirlwind of Supreme Court decisions, work and conferencing. We had a work lunch at Bar Americain, which is a Bobby Flay restaurant. It was my second time eating there and my food was awesome- I had a southwestern chicken salad and sweet Vidalia onion soup. I’m unapologetic in my enjoyment of Bobby Flay’s various food shows, so it was nice to have a good experience (again) at his restaurant.
That night the conference had their big event for the week, an evening at Ellis Island. We took charter busses down to Battery Park (with a mini-tour on the way). Battery Park is still undergoing work after Superstorm Sandy, but you can check out The Sphere, which used to sit at the base of the World Trade Center towers, and now sits, damaged, in the park as a memorial/remembrance. The park also has a neat splash area for kids and lots of green space to stretch your legs. From the park we went through security and caught ferries out to the island.
The ferry ride was mercifully quick (lots of people turning a little green on the way) and the views were spectacular. The event included jazz music, drinks and dinner. We walked through the museum exhibit and enjoyed an evening looking back at the city. Pretty cool! One of my college roommates was able to join us, and it was a great night of catching up.
Tuesday was our last day in the city (flew out Wednesday morning) and we were busy with work all day. We had lunch at Iguana, another unassuming spot, but I had pretty spectacular fish tacos and we were able to catch some of the World Cup action. (Also, it is apparently a dance club at night…?) I also managed to slip away to FAO Schwarz where I bought Gracie her very first baby doll. She seems rather smitten with Baby, even if it is just because she has a hat that we can take on and off.
For our last night in the city a large group of work people went out to Joe’s Shanghai where I was introduced to soup dumplings. I now must find soup dumplings in Chicago- talk about awesome. We all ordered our own entree but there was so much food we all ended up sharing everything – moo shu pork, ginger beef, pork with spicy garlic sauce, and some chicken and bamboo dish. All of them were awesome and I’m now busy researching soup dumpling eateries in the general Chicago area.
On Wednesday I was ready to head home and see my family. While I was gone Gracie had a blast with B and his parents, and I got a lot of photo updates while I was gone. That said, Gracie climbed into my lap as soon as I walked into her room at daycare and just gave me a huge hug. It was pretty awesome. She came home and just grinned while sitting next to me. Trip success!