Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Dr. Feelgood

I've been watching A Baby Story on TLC, and I've noticed a trend. Many of the women on that show kiss their doctors on the cheek--BEFORE the epidural. And the doctors kiss them back! What? Is this a common practice in other areas of the country? Are we Midwesterners out of the kissy-kissy loop? Personally, I save my kisses for my great aunties and my husband, and not for the guy checking my cervix. Well, sometimes my husband checks my cervix. . . heh. ANYWAY, I want to know if other people are kissing hello. "Hello, Mailman Pete! Thanks for not bringing me any bills!". Smooch. "Greetings, Butcher Nadine! Awesome pork chops!". Mwah. "Hi there, Doctor Zbornak! I lost my mucous plug!". Kissy kissy. Really?

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Everybody's Working for the Weekend. . . except me

So I lost my job in January, four weeks before the baby was born. Let me tell you, looking for employment while 9 months pregnant is difficult. Looking for employment with an infant in tow is damn near impossible. I know you're supposed to sleep when the baby sleeps, but that's when I send out resumes. Here it is, 11pm, and I'm looking for work.

I've been doing most of my job searching online. I am so sick of the fake ads that reroute you to a temp agency's website. And the companies offering $8/hr for administrative assistants. Come on. And the job postings riddled with spelling errors. If you can't spell "receptionist", then I'm pretty sure you're actually porn.

On the upside, we have a gig this Friday. Yay. And I already have a sitter. YAY!

Monday, June 1, 2009

Rock 'n Roll

The baby rolled over for the first time! I was so excited. Then I realized this leads to crawling, then walking, then asking to borrow the car, then moving to another state. It's a slippery slope, and it begins with one roll. Sigh.