et another day, and
I haven't heard back from the company that wants to interview me. I can't
recall how many times I've been stuck in this predicament. Do I have to
check up on them every day, bombarding them with e-mails and phone calls,
or do I wait indefinitely until somebody decides that I am worth talking
to? I can't understand how people with "Human Resources" in their job titles
can be so poor at dealing with humans.
The Little One is getting to be a lot more fun lately. He's been smiling
for a few weeks now -- when I went to pick him and Mom up at the airport
and first held him in my arms, he didn't seem too interested in me, but
them I gave him a kiss and he started smiling like crazy. It was a very
cool moment. He's just started teething -- no teeth have come in yet, but
one if just under the surface -- so he's been more upset than usual lately.
I can tell it's bothering him because, whenever he takes a bottle, he tries
to shove the nipple over to that side of his mouth and just gnaw on it.
We bought him some teething gel with benzocaine in it, but that doesn't
quash the pain for very long -- plus, I'm kind of leery of giving a baby
too much medicine that has the same suffix as cocaine. So, for the most
part, the three of us will just have to tough it out. Oh, well. Only nineteen
more teeth after this one.
If you don't watch another new TV show this year, make sure you take
in at least one episode of "Ed", Sunday nights on NBC. It's one of the
sweetest things I've seen on TV since "Brooklyn Bridge" was on the air.
You've probably seen the commercials, about the lawyer who loses his job,
finds his wife with another man, moves back to his small-town boyhood home
and buys a bowling alley. I know exactly where he's coming from -- success
(or at least the world's view of it) isn't all it's cracked up to be. Ed
seems to be able to make himself happy by following his heart, and it's
nice to see that even Hollywood can admit that nice guys finish first sometimes.
Although no one will ever make a TV show out of my life, I feel like I'm
following a similar path -- and I have to admit, buying a bowling alley
sounds like a blast to me.
