I am aware that I take on too much. Then I find myself thinking...what the heck? However, this is a new challenge that will push me outside my comfort zone and allow me to meet lots of new people. What is it? I started my own business through Rodan and Fields skincare.
I have struggled with my own skin for years (many more than I care to admit) and this has helped!
So...while you might be far, far from my home and attending my launch party, you can still be a part of my business launch. What is even cooler than that? Well, 50% of all the money I make from now until Sunday night will go to Child Abuse Prevention Association!
Check it out!
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Friday, June 7, 2013
Detox
It has been two fabulous weeks of detox. Yes...this is a blog about recess. Part of why I thought writing this blog would be useful? Purely selfish reasons. I was a in a toxic situation - a job where it was...well...not good. I don't know how else to put it. I mean, the situation was changing me. Making me unhappy and altering my view on my career.
So, my answer was: If I can spend some time focusing on the fun, maybe it will help me from drowning in the bad. The mean. The useless. The stupid. The gossip. The complete lack of focusing on what my career is supposed to be about.
Maybe.
Did it work? No. But I tried.
The great part? I am out of that situation. Through a very strange set of circumstances, I have the opportunity to detox and hang out with my family with no work for TWO months.
So...it has been two weeks of detox and I feel...better.
So, my answer was: If I can spend some time focusing on the fun, maybe it will help me from drowning in the bad. The mean. The useless. The stupid. The gossip. The complete lack of focusing on what my career is supposed to be about.
Maybe.
Did it work? No. But I tried.
The great part? I am out of that situation. Through a very strange set of circumstances, I have the opportunity to detox and hang out with my family with no work for TWO months.
So...it has been two weeks of detox and I feel...better.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Tickle Monster...
My daughter loves playing Tickle Monster with her daddy. This storybook and "kit" is awesome...and a great deal at Zulily!
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Making fun a priority...again.
It would appear that no matter how hard I try, I have to regularly decide, once again, that fun is important. It seems like I should be able to make it a priority in life more easily.
Why isn't it easy?
• Laundry
• House to clean
• 2 dogs and one cat
• Full time job
• Light bulbs keep going out
• Both kids have an activity a week
• Step-daughter drama
• New job next school year
• Trying to keep up with Dipaers, Baby Food, Formula...
• Maintaining relationships
• I volunteer - maybe too much
• I have two kids...I am supposed to have fun WITH them...
I could go on and on, but what mother couldn't go on and on and on...yeah...you understand what I am saying here.
I often feel like I don't have time to have fun with my husband or my kids. I certainly don't have time to go out and have fun with friends. Just trying to schedule time with friends is a monumental effort of scheduling, emailing, texting, calling, and facebook posts that is exhausting. By the time I get to dinner, we have spent two months just trying to coordinate schedules to sit down and eat for 30 minutes before we have to hurry back to drive a kid somewhere or pick a kid up from the friend that would watch him or her for part of the evening.
Trying to go on a date with my husband is almost as tiring. Between finding a sitter, planning an actual date, getting ready, preparing the kids, feeding the pets, leaving the house spotless, (You don't want the sitter thinking you are a slob, even if you do have a preschooler and an 8 month old!), writing down routines, listing snacks, having the snacks prepared, and trying to coordinate with another couple (maybe), one is tired by the time we pull out of the garage.
Sigh.
What is a girl to do? I am not really sure...sometimes I feel like I just keep running in a circle trying to get to "that" place that will make "this" easier. Not sure what any of it is, but that is what it feels like. Racing around a track with no end...no answer...no spot where you can finally say, "Done!"
So making fun a priority: I am going to do it! I am taking my son to Gymboree tonight, my daughter has gymnastics tomorrow, and my husband swears he will plan our next date for this week. Then we will drive 400 miles to celebrate my grandmother's 101st birthday.
I am starting to feel tired already...
Why isn't it easy?
• Laundry
• House to clean
• 2 dogs and one cat
• Full time job
• Light bulbs keep going out
• Both kids have an activity a week
• Step-daughter drama
• New job next school year
• Trying to keep up with Dipaers, Baby Food, Formula...
• Maintaining relationships
• I volunteer - maybe too much
• I have two kids...I am supposed to have fun WITH them...
I could go on and on, but what mother couldn't go on and on and on...yeah...you understand what I am saying here.
I often feel like I don't have time to have fun with my husband or my kids. I certainly don't have time to go out and have fun with friends. Just trying to schedule time with friends is a monumental effort of scheduling, emailing, texting, calling, and facebook posts that is exhausting. By the time I get to dinner, we have spent two months just trying to coordinate schedules to sit down and eat for 30 minutes before we have to hurry back to drive a kid somewhere or pick a kid up from the friend that would watch him or her for part of the evening.
Trying to go on a date with my husband is almost as tiring. Between finding a sitter, planning an actual date, getting ready, preparing the kids, feeding the pets, leaving the house spotless, (You don't want the sitter thinking you are a slob, even if you do have a preschooler and an 8 month old!), writing down routines, listing snacks, having the snacks prepared, and trying to coordinate with another couple (maybe), one is tired by the time we pull out of the garage.
Sigh.
What is a girl to do? I am not really sure...sometimes I feel like I just keep running in a circle trying to get to "that" place that will make "this" easier. Not sure what any of it is, but that is what it feels like. Racing around a track with no end...no answer...no spot where you can finally say, "Done!"
So making fun a priority: I am going to do it! I am taking my son to Gymboree tonight, my daughter has gymnastics tomorrow, and my husband swears he will plan our next date for this week. Then we will drive 400 miles to celebrate my grandmother's 101st birthday.
I am starting to feel tired already...
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
We are beautiful...just allow yourself to see it...
I think Dove does an amazing job with their insightful videos regarding beauty. Now...if we would all just pay attention!
Check it out here!
Check it out here!
Full of Awesome...
I re-read this today and thought some of you might need to as well. The words are not mine, but the message is for all!
Click here to remember...
Waking Up Full of Awesome
Click here to remember...
Waking Up Full of Awesome
Monday, April 15, 2013
Boston...
I was working on a very entertaining post for the blog. I thought it was clever and entertaining. I was really "on" while I was writing - and even revising!
Then I heard the news, went to cnn.com, read a little, looked at the pics, and then I just sat. A good friend from college was running Boston for the 5th time. She is a great runner...I knew she would already be done, but I just started thinking about all of it.
The perspective of the runner...the feeling of euphoria after the long weeks, months, probably years of planning and training. Euphoria to absolute terror. How cruel.
The perspective of the spectator...watching runners who have toiled so long. It almost brings a tear to the eye of the onlooker to see the joy as men and women finish Boston. I mean...it is BOSTON people! The spectators proud of complete strangers, and ecstatic for good friends and family. Then confusion followed by fear and panic.
The perspective of race workers...the race beginning to wind down and workers were beginning to think about the end. However, a they begin to think of all the post-race work, the noise and jolt to the ground send them into automatic pilot. Get spectators, racers, everyone to safety. Where is the issue? Help. Help. Help.
The rest of us...learning the news randomly throughout the course of our otherwise normal day. We sit in shock. We wonder why. We tear up...maybe even cry. We get mad. We talk about it to each other, but avoid the newscasts in front of our small children.
What I know?
➢ Bad things will happen, but good people will help.
➢ We will continue to live our lives and not let the crazy terrorists change us.
➢ Social media will allow communication is a manner that it will allow us to breathe deeply when we realize
our friends are okay, speed to the right location if they are not, and mobilize the nation in a show of
solidarity when necessary.
➢ We need to cherish those we love and tell them...now!
Thoughts and prayers to all...
Then I heard the news, went to cnn.com, read a little, looked at the pics, and then I just sat. A good friend from college was running Boston for the 5th time. She is a great runner...I knew she would already be done, but I just started thinking about all of it.
The perspective of the runner...the feeling of euphoria after the long weeks, months, probably years of planning and training. Euphoria to absolute terror. How cruel.
The perspective of the spectator...watching runners who have toiled so long. It almost brings a tear to the eye of the onlooker to see the joy as men and women finish Boston. I mean...it is BOSTON people! The spectators proud of complete strangers, and ecstatic for good friends and family. Then confusion followed by fear and panic.
The perspective of race workers...the race beginning to wind down and workers were beginning to think about the end. However, a they begin to think of all the post-race work, the noise and jolt to the ground send them into automatic pilot. Get spectators, racers, everyone to safety. Where is the issue? Help. Help. Help.
The rest of us...learning the news randomly throughout the course of our otherwise normal day. We sit in shock. We wonder why. We tear up...maybe even cry. We get mad. We talk about it to each other, but avoid the newscasts in front of our small children.
What I know?
➢ Bad things will happen, but good people will help.
➢ We will continue to live our lives and not let the crazy terrorists change us.
➢ Social media will allow communication is a manner that it will allow us to breathe deeply when we realize
our friends are okay, speed to the right location if they are not, and mobilize the nation in a show of
solidarity when necessary.
➢ We need to cherish those we love and tell them...now!
Thoughts and prayers to all...
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