
So I had a farewell party at Apple. It is a little premature given we've no idea when we're actually leaving. But my old boss, Mark, was moving to new position within Apple, and it was his last day. Apparently he only agreed to have a leaving celebration if he could share it.
Great food, drink and lots of peeps. Olivia came too and spent the time under the table banging her head on the underside and causing all my co-workers to look at me like I was this terrible mother, and shouldn't I stop her. Every time I peered under the tablecloth she was grinning away at me. She thought it was hilarious. I was trying to show her off and that's what she did. I had better get used to it; I am not sure that cooperative is going to be her middle name.