I finally have an interview!

I had a message from my Director of Nursing waiting for me when I arrived at work, last night. My interview for the new position is set for Tuesday morning.
I am a little anxious and excited about the interview.
I am not worried. I am very good at interviewing and know I will handle myself well. I just hope that I am the person they are looking for to fill the position.
I know that I will be very good at the job. I just have to convince them of that.
Pray for me. This job is an opportunity for growth in my career, a generous pay raise, and much better hours.
My only regret is that it would become necessary for Tish to find a sitter for Christian or to find a job working different hours than she does now. I am sure it will all work out just fine, in the end.

Aaron has a new job. He starts on Tuesday. He laughed about the fact that he just got the job and his first day at work is a paid holiday.

We finally broke down and got a home phone. I called Mom today to check in with her. It was so nice to be able to talk without worrying about the battery running down, losing signal or my ear getting hot from the cell phone.
Alex, of course, had to join in the action. He climbed up onto my shoulder and grumbled away every time I would speak. It sounded as if he was participating in the conversation. I asked him if he wanted to talk to Grandma and he moved closer to the handset.
I asked,"What do you want to say?"
"Hello!", he answered.
Then he said,"Good boy, good boy."
"Alex IS a good boy.", Mom replied.
Alex answered her with,"Alright".
Then he was done talking on the phone, but he continued to sit on my shoulder and joined his own, "Ha ha ha!" with our laughter.

I had put him on his play gym earlier and since no one around here seems to be brave enough to assist me in clipping his wings, he has been doing a lot of flying around the dining room lately.
At some point he flew off of his play gym. I was sitting at the computer, playing a game and I heard a soft whistle. I looked around and did not immediately see him, so I continued with my game. Then, a couple of more whistles, like the whistle you would use to get someones attention.
I turned around and he was sitting on the back of the couch watching me. I asked him,
"what do you want?" , "Come here!" he said. I picked him up and he sat on my arm making kissing noises while I played my game.
In the mornings, when I come home from work, Alex greets me with, "Hello, Momma." Of course he will also say ,"Hello, Momma." to Jerry. Then he will start with,"Whatcha doin', whatcha doin', huh?" If that doesn't get the right response, he will add,"Come here, come here."
At that point it is getting too funny to ignore, he wants out, he wants on his play gym. So we get him out. We are always rewarded with a big kiss, kiss noise.
At night, when it gets dark, Alex likes to go to bed. If I don't go to him when he is ready, he will fly off his perch and make me come after him. He steps up for me willingly. I'll ask him if he wants to go to bed and he answers,"Go to bed, go to bed." I'll place him on the perch in his cage and he "helps" me shut the cage door, then he tells me, "Night,night".
I am amazed daily at his ability to pick up new words and phrases and even more suprised that he uses them in the correct context.
Only occasionally, will he ramble with no apparant purpose, going through every word and phrase and animal noise in his vast vocabulary. It is almost as if he is practicing his speech.
He rarely screeches any more and usually only when he is distressed or frightened by something.
But don't be fooled. As intellegient as he is, he will still bite the snot out of you if he doesn't want to be messed with. Yes, he has a real personality and a real temper to go along with it. He has his own ideas about what is appropriate behavior from humans and is extremely intolerate of what he considers rudeness.
The problems come in when you don't know that he thinks you are being rude.
The best advice I can give to my visitors, is, talk to him, give him treats and stay out of range of that beak. He can hurt you and he thinks it is funny to make you scream.
Most everyone listens to me. Who is going to argue with even a small bird who can crack open brazil nuts with his beak.

Well, enough about my little, green bird with the ego of an eagle.

New topic, next time. Don't forget to pray for me for this new job. Gad bless you all.