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.
Gracie turns 2 on Sunday which is beyond hard to fathom- two years, how in the world, but there is no denying it. She is at a supremely fun age right now, or at least the good is very good (the bad is….woof). A few Gracie-isms in honor of the upcoming birthday:
1. The other day she was taking care of Coco, her baby doll. She has a little feeding and diapering set with cloth wipes so she was feeding her “yogurt” and then wiping her off. “I wipe yo face….I wipe yo arm…I wipe yo wist….” and then she leaned over in a faux whisper loudly informed Coco, “Don’t eat yo boogers.”
2. She loves singing. She sings most prolifically on the car ride home from day care and when she should be going to bed. Favorites include the ABC’s, B-I-N-G-O, If you are Happy and You Know It, Teddy Bear Teddy Bear, Let It Go (chorus on repeat), No More Monkey’s Jumping On the Bed, and I Love You, You Love Me (sigh).
3. She really loves watching Frozen, Tangled, and Daniel Tiger. We try to limit her tv, movies are only on the weekends and Daniel Tiger once or twice during the week. But it doesn’t stop her from asking!
4. She sleeps with a menagerie. Specifically: Coco, Piggie, Elmo, Elsa, Anna, Sven, Goat, Cow, White Sheep and sometimes Green Monkey. She also needs soft blankie, blankie, and red blankie. It is a process.
5. She loves yogurt and granola, applesauce, most fruit, and any kind of carbohydrate. She still refuses to eat veggies at home, but she eats a serving a day at school so I try not to push it. She calls pasta dishes “pasta noodles” no matter the shape of the pasta in questions. We have still never given her juice, she loves milk and water.
6. She often asks “You ok?” if she perceives you are frustrated. She says “Bless you” when people cough or sneeze, and “Tank you” after any compliment. She is obsessed with having some ice for her boo boos and will make up boo boos in hopes of getting some ice. She loves wearing one plastic glove at daycare, Michael Jackson style. At home she has two strands of Mardi Gras beads that are her necklaces.
7. She loves to have tea parties and to feed her baby Coco and her animals with her feeding set. She loves reading books, especially the “funny elephant” book (Elephant and Piggie).
8. We are working on listening with our ears, and she certainly has her willful moments. She is very familiar with the rug she has to sit on for time out.
9. When she isn’t listening she closes her eyes and then opens them very slowly like “Oh! Look! Here we are! Were you speaking to me? I wasn’t sure.” which makes it very hard to deal with as you try to conceal your laughter.
10. She is a total joy that we can’t imagine life without. Full stop.
Checking in to say we are alive, but barely, over here. In a cruel twist of fate, Gracie is feeling 100% while this Terrible Daycare Virus continues to kick collective adult ass around these parts. Seriously, B and I have been sleeping in separate rooms because we are both so hacking-sneezing-fever running-snotting-snoring-terrible and of course our disgustingness is separately timed so basically one of us is always awake/loud/running for another box of tissues.
Anyway. I’m a new fan of the Cool Touch tissues by Kleenex, even if they do have coconut oil in them, mostly because I’m sick of people touting coconut oil as a cure-all for all maladies. I will concede it is a nice skin moisturizer so I will let it go at least for now.
Anyway. We have antibiotics and decongestants and I’m hopeful a low key weekend with lots of coloring and Frozen and soup and kid snuggles will have us all back on track by Monday.
I promise we are all alive and well over at Casa de Daisy & B. Work has been busy for the both of us, throw in a monster Daycare Virus (nothing serious, but in the spirit of sharing it has felled the household) and a visit from my family, brother included, Busy is the word of the day. Which isn’t special or new or anything- everyone is busy, full stop. But! When I reach High Levels of Busy I stop doing things like blogging or jumping on Ye Old Facebook/Twitter. So! Here I am! Alive and well-ish, minus the sinus pressure.
My parents and brother came into town on Friday afternoon (parents took a daytrip on Saturday leaving the brother to hang in Chicago with us) bringing the last Christmas gift stragglers that didn’t fit into luggage in December, which means I was reunited with my cappuccino maker and Gracie was reunited with her doll high chair. Love at second sight for us both!
My cappuccino maker rounds out the Beverage Station filled with popular items of the moment. I make no apologies, I love them all. Stop by for some coffee, a latte, or a smoothie. Whatever tickles your fancy.
And Gracie feeding Piggie in the aforementioned high chair:
My parents in town for two nights with my brother meant two dinner outings. On Friday we opted for a babysitter and we all went to Petterino’s in the Loop, which we always enjoy and my brother hadn’t had a chance to try. Saturday night we drove a bit west and tried Ponce, which is described by various websites/articles as either Latin American, Caribbean, or Puerto Rican. Bottom line: awesome food in a small, nondescript establishment. You order at the counter and fight for a table and it is worth it. Everything we had was awesome, even Gracie dug into some rice (in her words “I yuv wice Mommy”) and enjoyed herself. If you don’t speak Spanish you’ll want to pull the menu up on your phone with the English translation.
Saturday morning also found us at Gracie’s first dentist appointment where they counted her teeth and showed us some brushing techniques, and her the tools and chair. She seemed cool with it all, we return this summer for a full cleaning….. and my brother was a good sport and tagged along.
Sunday we spent nursing our ailments and whipping the house into shape – the snow and temperatures mean we have constant salty slush drips near our entry ways and the dog has taken to digging into the trash to find Kleenex to artfully shred into little tissue-piles that you stumble upon at the worst time. I can neither confirm nor deny we resorted to Frozen and Olaf snuggles to make the kiddo happy on Sunday morning, but hey, we all made it to Monday in one piece.