It’s that time of the year. Time for an update on A Nanny’s Notebook mascot… George the Goldfish. (You didn’t know we had a mascot? Here and here– educate yourself!) I think it’s funny the only times I do life updates on this ever grumpy, fat fish is at the beginning of the year, though his birthday is at the beginning of August sometime. Let’s just say George doesn’t like broadcasting his age all over the internet. I mean he barley likes taking pictures. The only way I got the below shots is because his favorite person in the whole world(not me in case you were wondering. I just feed and clean him) a young three old girl had come down to visit.
Yes so George is still an amazing fish with a bigger than him personality. Be it a generally grumpy and ill tempered personality.
The decade is ending and a new one is just beginning. A lot has happened since 2010. I’ve coasted through my teen years, muddled through high-school and graduated(crazy!). I got my first job and quit my first job. I got my dream job and moved away from home. I’ve flown across the country and across the world. I’ve bought two cars… Which sucks. I’ve been blessed with an Izzy Ellen and a George.
I’ve started a blog(crazy again) and gone on some crazy adventures because of it. I’ve made friends and lost a few. I became an aunt!! I’ve cried over things I can’t remember and laughed so hard with loved ones that I’ll never forget. I’ve become obsessed with coffee and sitting in coffee shops. I’ve seen eight broadway musicals(I could literally die!)
I would like to say I’ve learned a lot; like being more comfortable with who I am and content with where I am(well not all the time, but I’m only human). I would like to say I’ve learned to know when to fight for myself and when to let things slide. That I’ve stretched myself out of my comfort zone and made myself participate with people. (Yuck! Just kidding) But most of all I want to say that I have grown closer to God and have learned more about Him. And I think the most important thing that I have learned in the past decade is no matter what, God is in control. He will do what He wants, when He wants to do it. And it‘s always more than I could have even thought of, or dreamed of having, or doing. Or how could that possibly turn out for good. Sometimes I miss out on something I think I surely should have and I may never know why. I guess what I am trying to say is God is all that matters. I don’t, my wants don’t, my timetable doesn’t- Only Him.
So yes the world around us is crappy and it is only going to get worse, but God is good and He never changes. So bring on 2020 and let His will be done.
It’s been awhile since you guys have heard from Nanny’s official mascot, George! So here’s a brief life update…
Is he bigger?
Can you guys tell a difference? Friends would ask if George had gotten any bigger and I would quickly and unequivocally say “No”. But it got me thinking… What if George was getting bigger and I just couldn’t tell. Again what do you guys think?
He loves me! He loves me!
No longer does the cranky fish hide at the back of the tank in fear of me. He’s actually quiet friendly for an introvert (fish after my own heart) He’ll swim around and talk to me when I’m in the kitchen making popcorn or doing dishes. Course it’s most likely because he knows his food is right there just waiting for him. It’s obvious his one true love is little girl, who comes to visit sometimes.
Would George by any other name sound as sweet?
Well apparently yes. Like all my pets (all two of them and I blame you for this Dad) George has quiet a few nicknames. George, Georgie Porgy, George Washington, Grumpy Fish (a variant of Cranky Fish) Crankster and Curious (or Chewy) George as his one true love calls him.
George loves being clean! I’ve never had a fish before so I don’t know if all fish get so excited about their tanks being cleaned, but George definitely does. He dances around his tank. Yes, dances. There’s no other way to describe it. He’s one happy fish.
So all and all George the Porge is thriving. He’s survived six or seven “trips” where I’ve disappeared for a few days. And he’s survived my unconditional and sometimes clueless love.
Does anyone know why I named him George? (Hint: Audrey Hepburn)