because I am the coolest nanny on the planet*

*claim not verified by the FDA, EPA, or any other association, but clearly stated as fact.

This morning I had the privilege of seeing both of the kids I nanny for. This is unusual because if I do happen to pick a kid up for school, it would be Kobe, and he starts school later than Bryn, so I don’t see her until the afternoon. Bryn is on spring break this week, and Kobe had his last week (I know, SO confusing, right?) so I still needed to get Kobe to school and Bryn to her grandparents house.

On our short drive, I said “YAY IT’S WEDNESDAY, WE ARE HALF WAY THROUGH THE WEEK!!!” in a voice as excited as I could muster at 8:20am, (which for me is VERY excited, because that’s how I roll) to which there were mutterings and questions about “why is Wednesday so great” and such. I wanted to quickly turn the mood around and made a play for the positive in a way I had not tried before. I asked both kids what they were most looking forward to today.This is a very simple question, it helps to get them to focus on the positives rather than the negative, and is actually quite difficult to answer unless there is something SUPER COOL going on that day that you know of.

I started off by saying I am most looking forward to being done with my 2 1/2 mile run, not the run itself, but being finished with it. The kids laughed, and we had a good conversation about how fast we can run the mile and what the differences are between running on a treadmill vs. real life. Bryn  was looking forward to another day off of school. Kobe said he was looking forward to whatever activity his teacher had planned for the class that revolved around their portraits. Now, Kobe’s school has a fun project for their 5th graders, which is to paint their self portraits, and they need a photo to work off of. Kobe had his picture taken yesterday, and is very much looking forward to whatever they do with it today, as it is a long process.

I liked his simple answer that showed a great interest in an unknown task. He just knew it would be fun, without knowing what exactly he would do. I want this sort of enthusiasm for my own life; to be excited for whatever the day has to offer. This is a struggle for me, as I am an obsessive planner, organizer, and ruler of all parts of my day, and I do not like unknowns. I want to plan days, months, even years, in advance just so I know what’s coming. Naturally, I hate surprises that I know about- you know, the “I have a surprise for you! what is it? I can’t tell you, it’s a surprise” sort of surprises, I hate change, even small changes, but especially last-minute changes, and I do better when I have a list of objects or tasks to check off.  If I had a child’s enthusiasm for the unknown, I would be a whole lot less frustrated when I encountered unwanted change, surprises, or working off the cuff rather than a list.

Sometimes I get inspiration and deep thoughts from the kids, and that is always a nice surprise.

Because when your nanny is a hairstylist, of course you get faux hawks!

cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater!

 When I am not styling hair on location or in the salon on weekends, I am a nanny for two cute kids, Bryn, 12 and Kobe, 10. But this isn’t about them. My weekday job as a nanny has me looking like a tutor and a taxi cab, driving kids from Los Gatos to Palo Alto, and back to San Jose several times a week. So you can say I have a fair commute. Driving home from Palo Alto during rush hour is one of the worst ways I can imagine to lose an hour of my day. I accept that there are worse commutes, I have even driven them. Hello, I did the 880 from San Jose to Fremont and back commute for the entire year I was in beauty school, and that is hellish, but still not the worst. However, that is neither here nor there (really wanted to use that, sorry if it doesn’t quite make sense) and I have the commute that I do. It sucks mainly because it’s only 25 miles, which would take me 30 minutes tops without traffic, but rush hour clogs up the freeways and creates a delay that lasts at least 50 minutes, if not the full hour. Can I get an amen from all my sistahs and brothas who also endure terrible commutes on a daily basis? Thank you!

Now, my siblings of the commuter faith, you must also deal with the temptations that I do. The temptation that could cost you several hundred dollars in tickets, the scorn of your fellow commuters, and angry honks, fingers waved, and a severe case of nerves that you may be caught. This temptation that I speak of, is to incorrectly use the Car Pool Lane, otherwise known as the HOC lane (why, why??) Gasp!! What kind of bad driving person would drive in the car pool lane that quite specifically says you need two or more people per car to use? BECAUSE SITTING IN TRAFFIC WHILE THOSE BOZOS WITH THE SPECIAL STICKERS GET TO DO IT IS BALONEY! I don’t care if the stickered cars are hybrids and have lower emissions, I drive a Jeep, and the constant stop and go of traffic bring my MPGs even lower than they need to be, and I deserve to get to cruise along in the car pool lane to keep my MPGs at a decent level and get home too!

Now, I have never acted on this temptation, but there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think about just pulling into that extra special lane that taunts me instead of sticking to the far right and middle lanes. Creeping forward what feels like mere inches at a time, and watching the numbers tick by on the clock drive me nearly insane with envy of that faster moving lane and the promises it holds of getting home so. much. faster.

Oh, the things we do for work (which translates to money)!