I am locked in a huge project for work, so I am taking a break to share recent ongoings with the only filters that matter: awesome or not awesome. I have to mention that this was shamelessly pilfered from former Bryant Park Project host Luke Burbank’s new totally awesome show: Too Beautiful to Live. LISTEN TO IT.
Awesome: My husband. He was home early this afternoon so he gave me a call and started off the phone call with this, “Hey you want to hear what’s going on Dr. Phil! It’s in THREE PARTS!”
Also, I made a huge pot of vegan pasta with tomato sauce, basil and ground up boca burgers. It was the first time I had ever made it but it turned out really blah. When my husband came home, I told him about my epic fail pasta and he said, “So you didn’t know how it would turn out for one dinner, so you made enough for twenty?”
Not awesome and then only awesome for Nathan: Nathan climbed onto the couch last night and pulled down a framed Van Gogh reprint that Mike has had for many years. Mike put it on the floor, leaned against the couch as he attempted to hammer the nail back into the wall. Nathan took that opportunity to turn the frame into a Bridge to Couch-abithia and effectively crushed it under his 35 pound body.
I watched horrified as the glass pane cracked and shattered under him. I swooped in and grabbed Nathan. There were glass bits on his hand, but none I could tell had cut him. I rushed him over to the sink and started surveying his skin. There was no blood or cuts or splintered shards. I didn’t know what to do other than turn the water on and rinse off all the glass dust. Nathan started laughing because it was 8 pm and no one told him there was going to be a pool/sink party! Someone call Gidget and Moondoggy! I squeezed him into our sink and let him soak there laughing, clothes and all, while my husband frantically searched and vacuumed away the rest of the glass. Mike was more disappointed than upset, but grateful that our son was unscathed, he said, “It’s okay buddy. It’s Van Gone now.”
Awesome: Sometimes when I’m putting away the laundry and Nathan waddles by, I’ll balance a bra on his head and sing, “WEIRD SCIENCE!” Having a child who can serve as a prop in my twisted amusement will suffice until he’s coordinated enough to walk on mommy’s back.
Awesome? I applied for another job in my department, doing mostly what I do now, only for more money and more responsibility. The interview is next week and I am nervous. I know what I want to say, how to present myself with all the successful projects I have led or contributed to, but still. It’s an audition in front of my co-workers.
My sister works in Human Resources and told me that if they ask me what kind of animal I identify with, I should say an octopus because I multi-task. I answered, “I think I am an octopus because I multi-task and also, I suck.”
I really want this position. I am ready to take a step up in the career I have now so, dear reader, if you could please think good thoughts for me next week, that would be, well, awesome.
What’s awesome or not awesome in your world? Inquiring toddlers want to know.