Okay, so clowns aren’t so bad

Last night I faced my fear of clowns for a very good cause.  I volunteered at Ronald McDonald House.  I was really afraid that the night would be really hard for me. I’m not really one that’s good at disguising my emotions and I definitely have a soft spot for kids, so an entire night hanging out with kids with cancer and their families might turn out to be a disaster for all of us.  Honestly, it was a totally amazing experience.  These kids were AMAZING, they were so much fun,  and so were their families.  The clowns were okay too, I admit it.

Some members of a “young professionals” group I participate with, and I were there to bring dinner, provide entertainment, and hang with the kiddos.  When we got there we were told that the night might be really solemn because there had just been two deaths and everyone was just coming back from a memorial service.  But, when the kids got there they were just so excited to see the clowns we’d brought along…the food maybe a little less excited, but it didn’t really look that good.

I recognized a lot of myself a few months ago in the parents there.  Not that I’m comparing my experience with my mom, to dealing with a child with cancer, but it is amazing how normal trauma can seem after a while, and how you can function in a state of constant anxiety–the parents there looked so tired and hopeful, and happy to see their kids happy.  It was a really moving experience.

Okay, now I’m getting weepy.  Time to change the subject.  In other news, I picked up my race day bib for Sunday.  I’m doing it, I’m running in a race…on the ground.  I’m nervous that I won’t make it, but I’m trying to convince a friend that we can run/walk together if we don’t feel like we can make it.  I think she’s in the same boat as me.  I’ve got to give it a shot though, I’ll never know if I can run 4 miles outside if I don’t try.


Wish me luck!

Breakfast

None.  In a very unlike me move I skipped breakfast, just wasn’t hungry.

Lunch

Salad with arugala,  feta, olives, edemame, roast chicken, egg, oil & vinegar
Vegetable and orzo soup

Dinner

This was the dinner we served.  Not that appetizing.
Chicken, pasta salad, bread (the bread was actually good)

Kim

From the mouth of a babe

Cuteness Alert: On the subway home from work today there was a 4-year-old-ish girl who used “inadvertently” correctly in a sentence, which made me smile uncontrollably.  Then, as we left the station she held the door for like 15-people until her father said she didn’t have to hold it for everyone, just the next person after her.  I’m not usually an “awww, cute kids” type of girl, in fact, I’m not 100% sure that procreation is in my future, but if I do have kids one day, I want them to be just like her.  I’m a sucker for an impressive vocabulary.

Okay, I just had to share that, it MADE my day.

While I have acknowledged that it will take me a few months to kiss my day job goodbye (being responsible is such a drag) the whole place has become much more bearable now that I know that it’s not a permanent part of my life.

Today, as it was told to us that we were going to be more micro-managed than we already are (and believe me if they could send someone to accompany us to the ladies room and wipe for us without getting sued, they would), I just laughed.  My poor co-worker on the other hand almost started crying.

I told her we could quit together, but alack, she likes the security of having a steady income.  From this moment on I have to keep a log of my work, every minute of everyday.  Who knew there were billable hours at non-profits?  A sure sign a company is going down the tubes is when they start looking for people that aren’t working every second of every day.  Who doesn’t take a little Facebook break once in awhile?

Is it wrong that I secretly hope that I get laid off?  Ahhh, unemployment checks, those were the days.

I remember back in the day (this summer) while I was on unemployment the state made me go to an employment counselor who told me I should be a Kindergarten teacher.  I tried to explain that I’m not really a kid person to no avail.  Week after week this guy would try and convince me a career in early childhood education was my mission in life..until he looked at my blogs.  Then, very surprisingly, he told me that I need to keep doing what I’m doing and find a way to make it work.

A very smart man that unemployment counselor (minus the Kindergarten teacher thing), I should have listened to him from the get-go.

My stomach wasn’t awesome today, but it was a lot better than yesterday.  I was going to go to the gym, but I figured I’d wait till tomorrow to test my luck.

Breakfast

Apple sauce

Chocolate milk

Lunch

Brown rice California roll

Dinner

Left over kale and white bean soup

Kim