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Haven't been here in forever. I normally post over on my MySpace blog, which I know is lame, but anyway.
Quincy is now 2 years old and so so big and he talks--in full sentences sometimes.
I still work at Domino's, which I am beginning to loath. I generally have a good time there, but sometimes my co-workers make it seem like hell.
I am in school now at MTSU pursuing my teacher certification. If all goes well, I should be finished in May of 2007 and able to teach full time by fall of 2007. Yeah! I am so proud of me, but it is very hard. Homework is hard with a toddler.
Well, that's my update for now. I'll post more soon.

I am recruiting!

Sadly, I have not found a teaching job yet. I think that will require going back to school as Rutherford County is apparently overrun with more qualified (ie. certified) people than me. So, I am still at Domino's here in Murfreesboro where I am about to be one of two phone people. I am looking to hire another or maybe even two more people. If you live in Murfreesboro, TN, and need a job, come to the Domino's off of Northfield and apply. Please.
Quincy will soon be a year old. I can't believe that. He's so big--crawling and pulling up and talking. He's also stubborn and I can foresee terrible terrible two's on the horizon. He's not very fond of "no" and he hears it a lot. He mostly chooses to forget that he knows what it means, but if I say, put him in the playpen to keep him out of stuff, then he cries because his freedom has been taken away. He still goes right to bed like a good little baby most nights and he's a good eater. So far, the only thing he hasn't liked was Gerber's spaghetti beef and pasta and who can blame him really? It smelled like Spaghetti O's. He gagged. He is loving the juice these days. It's always in his sippy cups and he knows how to work those. He likes doing it himself. I'm pretty sure that milk will work the same way in those, but have only tried it a few times. The only problem with the whole juice thing is his reluctance to quit drinking and the fit he throws until it is out of his sight. That is yet another time where "no" doesn't achieve much.
Well, Quincy is in bed so I am going to go fix something to eat..

Quincy and other stuff

So, I haven't posted in a while..nothing much has been happening. Work is the same--same people, few customers, which makes for a tedious work environment as there is very little to do while there. Let's see--I came down with some horrible illness the Saturday before last. I had fever over 101 and I haven't had one that high in years. I had forgotten how horrible that is. Quincy came down with what I thought was the same thing Sunday morning, but appparently it isn't, since he has no fever and the pediatrician says it's just congestion/drainage. He sounds bad at night and he still has no teeth. Funny thing---he was sitting on my little sister's lap tonight and usually if he is facing away from you he tries to chew on your knee--well, this time, she had her legs crossed so that her foot was within his reach so he chewed on her foot. It was pretty funny to see.
Monday was Memorial Day. My little sister went to visit the grave of my other son--Quincy's older brother. I used to look at Quincy and think---this is what Christian would have looked like at this age if he had lived and that was true up until a few weeks ago. Christian looked like a mini-version of my father--with lots of very dark hair. Quincy was born with a lot of dark hair, but that has been replaced by a lot of light brown/blondish hair so now I have to think that Christian would have looked distinctly different. I wonder if he would have been happy when his little brother came home from the hospital, happy to play with him. In my head, I can see a little boy with dark hair waving as he went to kindergarten for the first time. That would have been Christian if he were here. I hate that nature robbed him and me of that experience. It makes everything that Quincy does sort of bittersweet, because I am so proud of him, yet a few miles from here lies a little baby boy who never got to do any of the wonderful things Quincy has done so far and will do as he grows. I was so scared when Quincy was born that he wouldn't open his eyes because his older brother never opened his. Quincy's birth was so frightening for me because of that and holding my sweet boy who moved and breathed was very, very different from holding my first son. It's hard not to compare what I am experiencing now with what could have been.

Hmmm..well...I've decided that no one reads this

Since that is the case, I can say anything I want about anybody. Well, really, I always could, but there were people from work reading this (Abby where are you?) and now there aren't so I won't feel bad complaining about irritating co-workers. I've decided that, when you're young, drama seems to be the way to go for some people. Create drama, cause drama, have it in your life--these are all situations that scream, "Someone pay attention to ME," "Someone value ME (presumably, because no one does)." All of that is just sad. Life is just too short to be so keyed-up all the time. Relaxation and taking it all one day at a time are important. If you ask my boss, she'll say that good customer relations are important and, right now, I'm not sure we have that at Domino's in Murfreesboro. I mean, come on, a little rudeness can go a long way towards getting rid of customers and if you let every person with sub-par intelligence who calls a place of business upset you, then you are asking for a heart attack. I think customers are important, but they aren't anything to get stressed over. I also don't think that doing my job is a huge imposition. I mean, yeah, I don't get paid enough, but really nobody thinks they make enough. I'm still not going to spend over 50% of my time on the clock sitting on my ass in the manager's office. I refuse to get stressed out over this. Essentially, I refuse to care what other people around me do at work. Karma gets everyone in the end. I just wish the boomerang would hurry up and smack this person upside the head. I want to watch. Is that mean?

haven't posted in a while

but that's because my son has grown and now naps less so I had to catch up on sleep at the times when I was previously posting on here. Now, he has settled into about two naps a day---one morning and sometimes another mid-morning or late afternoon and he's sleeping all night as long as his teething isn't bothering him too much. He is growing--he's up to close to 20 pounds now I think and he's 5 and a half months old.

Work is about the same....the same incompetent people, the same ungenerous tipping customers. Only thing is, now the incompetent people are sometimes belligerent too which makes them a real joy to work with. Sometimes the tension is so high it gives me a headache and there's way too much drama in the air.

Things look promising on the finding another job front. I have found several open teching positions here in Rutherford County and hope to be able to fill one of them in the Fall. If not here, then in another county close by---there are positions pretty much all around here since Middle Tennnessee is such a fast-growing area.

well---since I spoke of sleep earlier, it's really time for me to eat something and get some rest--Quincy might be up by 5 a.m. but I sure hope not...