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If you’re reading this, stop now and go to Old Navy

Mmmm…a day off! A day off! As far as nanny jobs go, I have a pretty sweet deal. The parents of the kids I watch are both high school teachers so anytime their respective schools are closed, they stay home with their kids and I don’t have to work. It also means my hours are pretty decent (usually 7am-4pm M-F.) They are really involved parents and believe in raising very active kids which means lots of constructive playing and no tv or computer games. All of these are positive things, but what they do mean is that my day is about 9 hours of creatively entertaining a 3-year old and a 20-month old (5 year old is in kindergarten most of the day.) Sure, this is often more fun than any kind of desk job would be and it has tons of perks including good pay, but it’s exhausting in its own way and I always gladly welcome a day off.

Unfortunately, my day started with a trip to the mechanic to replace some valve cover in my car that was leaking oil on the engine. Two hours and $132 later I left feeling the need to cheer myself up a little. My email box claimed Old Navy was having an extra 50% clearance sale. I figured I might as well bum around there for a while since my husband was working and all that was awaiting me at home were two kittens who have lately decided to wreak ultimate havoc on anything nice I own. It was well worth the trip. I got 4 very cute tops for a grand total of $15 AND the best part…while in the checkout line I noticed a variety of less-popular candies stocked along with flavored tubes of chapstick and useless gadgets. Among them was one of my all-time favorite candies, Fun Dip. I love everything about Fun Dip–it’s delicious, it’s fun to eat, you get two candy sticks with it, and your tongue turns that fun blue/green color–but apparently the rest of America does not hold it in such high esteem because I have the hardest time finding them anywhere. Needless to say, I was elated. I added several packets to my purchase and have already consumed my first one. Every bit as delicious as I remember. I was so excited about the Fun Dip I brought one to my husband at work. He even politely pretended like this was an event that warranted my showing up in person while he was working. It also made me feel so happy that I didn’t even want to kill my kitten when I arrived home to find she had eaten the beautiful bouquet of tulips I got yesterday and taken all of the trash out of the trashcan and strewn it decoratively around the bathroom. Instead, I calmly settled down on the couch and ate some delicious colored sugar with an equally delicious candy stick.

In conclusion–go to Old Navy. Very cheap clothes. Very yummy candies.  Very yummy.

Let’s start at the very beginning…

I am actually finding it incredibly intimidating to start this first post. It’s as though I need to establish in the first few sentences a valid and compelling reason that I am writing this at all or I might as well quit now. As I mentally coach myself through this exercise the beginning of the “Do a deer” song from The Sound of Music is echoing in my mind. You know, “Let’s start at the very beginning. A very good place to start.” So…here it goes.

Once upon a time I was a writer. Or I wanted to be and I practiced writing all the time. I worked multiple internships in writing, I was an editor for the college newspaper, I took creative writing classes and submitted to literary journals. But ever since I graduated from college in May I have written absolutely nothing. And not for lack of trying. I just have no ideas right now to write creatively and no reason to write otherwise. So this blog is really a quest for self-discipline. I figure if I make myself post something on it a few times a week, at least I will be writing. It is an attempt to discover whether I will continue to be a writer and in the meantime, hopefully amuse myself and anyone else reading this with my  ridiculous life and the hilarious children I take care of and my quest to make sense of it all.

I leave you with this thought… I am a nanny to three sweet kids ages 5, 3, and 1.  Over the past few weeks, Sami (3) has become increasingly bad about not taking a nap when it is nap time. Not only is this bad for her crankiness, it is bad for my sanity. Several times lately she has “woken up” from her nap after about 20 minutes and I have made her go back to bed and try to sleep some more (which she hates.) A few days ago she came down after about 30 minutes of “napping.” This time she had her story all prepared. In tears she said to me, “I keep trying and trying to sleep, but Kit (her doll)  keeps on talking and talking and she’s keeping me up! I keep telling her, Shh! Stop talking! But she just won’t do it!”

I miss having dolls to blame stuff on.