Author Archives: Amy Mueller

About Amy Mueller

Snarky, yet compassionate. If you offer me candy corn, I'll be your BFF. I'm the token mom blogger here. Hi.

Meet Bridgit Mendler

bridgit-hello-my-name-isI recently had the absolute pleasure to join in on a HuffPost Live Chat with singer/songwriter and actress, Bridgit Mendler. She’s a total sweetheart. Bridgit stars on the hit Disney series, Good Luck Charlie. However, like many of the young actors and actresses appearing on Disney sitcoms these days, Bridgit is first and foremost a musician. She sings and plays guitar and she’s really good at both talents.

My kids are both right at the age where they watch the same tv programs. We actually watch Good Luck Charlie as a family. It reminds me of my younger days when I would watch Growing Pains or The Cosby Show together with my family. I often make the comment that I think Good Luck Charlie should be on network television but I won’t complain too much that it’s a hit Disney channel sitcom. It’s nice to not have to cringe when those Viagra commercials come on network channels. Not really interested in having that conversation with my daughters…yet.

But I digress. Bridgit is a doll. She comes across as a very wholesome, educated young lady and that’s really the kind of person I want my young daughters to consider as a role model. During the HuffPost Live Chat, I had the opportunity to ask Bridgit a bit about her musical talents. You can watch/listen in on our conversation around 20:12, although, feel free to watch the entire segment (you should):

So, if you haven’t given Good Luck Charlie a chance yet, I recommend that you do. The series is well-written and the actors have great chemistry. I’m always howling with laughter. Bridgit’s debut album, Hello My Name is, is available for purchase. It’s a fun, pop rock album that the family can enjoy together.

In the meantime

inthemeantimeHi, it’s me again. The mom blogger. Let’s see, the last time I composed an update I was knee-deep in the job search. Well, not much has changed. I still am.

Job searching does require a bit of focus, patience and time. All of which are hard to come by when there’s a preschooler coming up to you every five minutes to summarize parts of the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episode she’s watching and that she’d like to share with you pieces of a fabric lei that she so diligently shredded into a hundred pieces just moments before. After you return to your computer from attending that mermaid party in the living room, you find that your session on the hiring company’s website has ended and you have to start the application process all over again for that job opening. Breathe. Focus. Shit. Need to throw a load of laundry into the dryer. Oh, it’s lunchtime. Gotta feed the kid and maybe myself. Wait. Did I eat breakfast yet? I don’t even remember eating dinner last night.

You get it, right? The process can be frustrating but you know you’ve got to keep at it. There’s got to be a light at the end of the tunnel. However, it’s not realistic to think that you can sit all day, every day uploading your resume and filling out online applications. There has to be time to recharge or you’ll just burn out. So, in the meantime, I’ve been recharging myself by going to the gym and practicing concert photography. I even made the trek up to the northern suburbs to Billy Corgan’s new tea cafe, Madame ZuZu’s. Real tea this time, as opposed to imaginary tea. It’s all in the name of seeking inspiration and a little feeling of zen, folks.

I recently took a Wonderlic Test and a math quiz for a possible job opportunity. Completely aced the Wonderlic Test. Completely bombed the math quiz. I just had an interview for said job and luckily, the hiring manager and I had a good laugh about my math skills or lack-thereof. Anyway, still waiting to hear about that job. I don’t think my bad math skills will be a deal-breaker. Good things come to those who wait, right? In this case, I’ve been waiting so I sure hope it’s a good outcome. Otherwise, it’s back to the drawing board.

In the meantime, I’m keeping as busy as I can. Struggling to keep my hopes up about getting a job sooner rather than later. Anyone else ready for Spring? I know I am. It’s March and it feels like January in Chicago. Warmth is just around the corner.

I’ll be back soon chatting about the adorable and talented Ms. Bridgit Mendler, who I was fortunate enough to spend a virtual half an hour with on Huffington Post Live; and big news about my new feline family member.

Cheers!

Unmarketable Me

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I’ve told my “becoming a parent story” many times since 2005 but since I’m new here and the only female writer at Dadnabbit, I suppose I owe you some sort of introduction.

Whatever. I don’t owe you anything.

I kid! Of course I want to tell you all about my experiences changing diapers and having conversations with imaginary friends and how I’m desperately trying to get back into the 9-5 world. Hey, never said I wasn’t a little crazy. But man, you ain’t seen nothing yet!

I’m a Pennsylvania native (Steeler country). I grew up with seven older brothers, a dad and a mom. Growing up, I had to be somewhat tough and tom-boyish, which suited me just fine. I rather liked riding my bike around town with my brother, in search of pop cans for recycling. Hey, it was money in my pocket! You see, I was an entrepreneur from a very young age.

My husband and I have lived in the Chicago suburbs for a decade and a half. We spend a good portion of our time within the city limits. If money grew on trees, we’d probably live there. Hell, if money grew on trees, we’d live everywhere on the face of the earth and quite possibly, on the Death Star if Congress decides to revisit that petition and go ahead with it. A girl can dream.

We have two young daughters, preschool and gradeschool age. We’re trying to raise them to be good, strong-minded and creative individuals. The day that either of them asks me if they can join the cheerleading squad will be the day that I start digging my own grave. Of course, I will support and encourage my daughters in whatever walk of life they choose but cheerleading…cheerleading is kind of a deal-breaker for me.

Now that you know the Reader’s Digest version of my life, we can get into the meat and potatoes. I have been on the job hunt for the better part of the last four months. It’s not as easy as it used to be. I used to be able to interview for a few jobs at a time with at least two offers thrown my way. Now, I’m lucky if I can even score that in-person interview. In my opinion, not working a steady 9-5 job for the past seven years has something to do with it. It looks bad on paper. However, I’ve taken it upon myself to test the entrepreneurial waters during that time. That’s got to be good for something, right? Well, I always thought so. “Stay-at-home mom keeps active and busy while raising two children. She’s just as good or better than those fresh from college faces, give her a chance!” That’s what I feel like I have to put in bold print at the top of my resume. It’s rough getting noticed in this digital age. There is some serious competition out there. I mean, do I have to have one eye and wear a pair of bib overalls to get noticed?

This is what I’m into right now. I’ve been spending my days networking and applying for jobs from the comfort of my home, as my youngest daughter dresses me up like a princess and invites me to tea parties with her imaginary friends. Look, I’m not complaining. I most certainly enjoy imaginary tea (specifically berry-flavored) and plastic cookies but I do often wonder how much longer it will be until someone thinks I’m marketable again.  So, that’s what you’ll find me chatting about here at Dadnabbit. Trying to make some big changes in the home/work life balance and also incorporate exercise and healthy eating habits. Lots of transitions happening these days. Hope you’ll come back and check in on me, just in case I talk about going on an interview in a princess gown.

Until next time, one lump or two?