5 year old: Do you want my autograph?
Me: Are you famous?
5 year old: No.
5 year old: Do you want me to sign your shirt?
Me: Are you famous?
5 year old: No.
5 year old: What's famous? Does that mean I'm rich?
Me: Not necessarily. It means you're well known.
5 year old: I'm well known. Katie knows me.
Can I just say it's 8:40 a.m., and I haven't had my coffee yet. OMG this child is funny.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
When panic attacks
I am the queen of not overdoing it, of not overscheduling, of taking it easy and staying low key. I wasn't always this way. But I have gotten to know myself better these 39 years. So it was odd to wake up in stress mode this morning with heart palpitations and a cold sweat in full effect.
I still don't know what really set me off. My first thought was that I didn't hit send on an Usborne Book order, and that it wouldn't arrive in time for Christmas gifts. As I took some deep breaths to calm myself, I realized I did see an order confirmation come through. But to reassure myself, I checked my shipping tracker. Cool; order is set to arrive tomorrow. Worries over, right? Not quite.
Didn't Deb and Lee-Ann ask me to send some announcements out for PTA stuff? Don't I have some auction calls to make? Aren't I missing a Girl Scout payment? What about Christmas gifts? Do I have everything bought and ready to wrap? Do I need to revisit the kids' lists to make sure I got at least one thing they specifically asked for? Oh yeah, my mother-in-law arrives on Tuesday, isn't it time to clear the laundry off the guestroom bed?
This isn't major stuff. It's remedied by making a list and taking it one thing at a time. So I can't really imagine that this is the cause of the current tightness in my chest. But then again maybe I'm a little more overwhelmed than I am used to. Who knows? I'm going to put on a movie and fold some more clothes.
I still don't know what really set me off. My first thought was that I didn't hit send on an Usborne Book order, and that it wouldn't arrive in time for Christmas gifts. As I took some deep breaths to calm myself, I realized I did see an order confirmation come through. But to reassure myself, I checked my shipping tracker. Cool; order is set to arrive tomorrow. Worries over, right? Not quite.
Didn't Deb and Lee-Ann ask me to send some announcements out for PTA stuff? Don't I have some auction calls to make? Aren't I missing a Girl Scout payment? What about Christmas gifts? Do I have everything bought and ready to wrap? Do I need to revisit the kids' lists to make sure I got at least one thing they specifically asked for? Oh yeah, my mother-in-law arrives on Tuesday, isn't it time to clear the laundry off the guestroom bed?
This isn't major stuff. It's remedied by making a list and taking it one thing at a time. So I can't really imagine that this is the cause of the current tightness in my chest. But then again maybe I'm a little more overwhelmed than I am used to. Who knows? I'm going to put on a movie and fold some more clothes.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Last thing I read
I was up until 5:30 a.m. reading this book: http://www.amazon.com/Unleashed-Spring-Chronicles-Nancy-Holder/dp/0385740980/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1323298958&sr=1-2.
Forgoing sleep to read is such a bad habit! I guess the fact that I stayed up all night to finish it gives the book a pretty good recommendation though.
It's young adult fiction targeted toward the Twilight-loving crowd. Some weird, wolfy things are going on in a small Arkansas town. Being from Arkansas, I think it's cool the book is set there.
It was a quick read. I'd be interested in reading the rest of the series. I'm kinda bummed that it's a new series because that just means I'll have to wait forever for the next book. I prefer coming into a series that's already done or close to it, so I don't have to wait!
Forgoing sleep to read is such a bad habit! I guess the fact that I stayed up all night to finish it gives the book a pretty good recommendation though.
It's young adult fiction targeted toward the Twilight-loving crowd. Some weird, wolfy things are going on in a small Arkansas town. Being from Arkansas, I think it's cool the book is set there.
It was a quick read. I'd be interested in reading the rest of the series. I'm kinda bummed that it's a new series because that just means I'll have to wait forever for the next book. I prefer coming into a series that's already done or close to it, so I don't have to wait!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
It's not a tree trimming until someone cries
We have a pre-lit, artificial tree. You'd think it would not be hard to get it put up except for 30 minutes all I could find where plugs and not the ends to put them in. What the heck?! After many attempts at plugging and unplugging, I finally have lights on all parts of the tree. Success! It was bad there for a minute when I actually thought untangling strings of lights would be preferable. Little Miss Middle Child put the angel on top. And now I'm wondering, do we really need ornaments?
To pass the time until the hubster gets home to find the big Christmas box in the attic, the kids are supposed to be putting the train track together. We usually have the Polar Express heading around the bottom of the tree each year. Judging from the squeals in the other room and the mess of tracks all over the floor, I'm guessing they've given up on this endeavour. Maybe they're feeling the same way that I did about the lights.
And now the crying begins...it's 8:20 p.m. The track still isn't done. And a certain someone is crying because it's time for bed and no ornaments are on the tree. Three guesses who. "I don't want to go to bed! I want to watch the Polar Express and do the ornaments!" And that's how we know it's Christmas time in our house.
Happy Holidays!
To pass the time until the hubster gets home to find the big Christmas box in the attic, the kids are supposed to be putting the train track together. We usually have the Polar Express heading around the bottom of the tree each year. Judging from the squeals in the other room and the mess of tracks all over the floor, I'm guessing they've given up on this endeavour. Maybe they're feeling the same way that I did about the lights.
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| Notice all the pillows on the floor? So that's what those squeals were about! |
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| Who needs a track? I'll just go around these socks here. |
Happy Holidays!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Switching gears. Can you help?
This week I have been thinking a lot about what a blessing my Usborne business has been in my life.
When I started five or so years ago, I was relatively new to the area, and I wanted to get a mom's night out or two on my calendar and meet some other mommas. And boy have I been able to do that.
Last night I did a show with a fellow Hillsboro momma whom I met at one of the shows I did in my first year in business. Since that meeting years ago, I am happy not only to call her a regular customer but a friend. That's what I started this for, and it feels so good.
It feels nice to be invited into her home, to drink a glass of wine with her, to discuss parenting issues...oh and present some books. And without this business, I might not have met her and that would have been a shame.
At the end of August, I was introduced to another group of mommas whom I may not have meet except through this business. And on Monday I get the privilege of going to lend my support to one of them who's scheduled for surgery in a couple of weeks. Wow!
Now having said all that, I have made money in my business. But it's never really been my focus. Some people start in a direct sales business with a goal of say paying a certain bill, and I didn't do that. But I also feel like maybe I should have. Because knowing you have a car note to pay may be the motivation you need to pick up the phone and get those four shows a month scheduled.
Soooo while I really enjoy the meeting-new-mommas aspect of my business, for 2012 I am going to switch gears a bit and focus on a financial goal. *Gasp! I know, right?!*
In December 2012 I will be (gulp) 40. And I plan to celebrate in Vegas. My goal is for my Usborne business to pay for this.
How can you help? I know you were just waiting for me to ask! You can host a show for me. Invite a few friends over, so I can meet some more amazing mommas and have my life enriched. Now that's not saying that I don't love it when random orders appear on my web site (www.enjoygoodbooks.com). But sitting down with a few people, getting to know them a bit, and helping them find great books for their kids or nieces and nephews, or grandkids is really what I'm after.
Four shows a month from January to November, and I should be able to pay for the hubster to go to Vegas with me, too.
Can you help?
When I started five or so years ago, I was relatively new to the area, and I wanted to get a mom's night out or two on my calendar and meet some other mommas. And boy have I been able to do that.
Last night I did a show with a fellow Hillsboro momma whom I met at one of the shows I did in my first year in business. Since that meeting years ago, I am happy not only to call her a regular customer but a friend. That's what I started this for, and it feels so good.
It feels nice to be invited into her home, to drink a glass of wine with her, to discuss parenting issues...oh and present some books. And without this business, I might not have met her and that would have been a shame.
At the end of August, I was introduced to another group of mommas whom I may not have meet except through this business. And on Monday I get the privilege of going to lend my support to one of them who's scheduled for surgery in a couple of weeks. Wow!
Now having said all that, I have made money in my business. But it's never really been my focus. Some people start in a direct sales business with a goal of say paying a certain bill, and I didn't do that. But I also feel like maybe I should have. Because knowing you have a car note to pay may be the motivation you need to pick up the phone and get those four shows a month scheduled.
Soooo while I really enjoy the meeting-new-mommas aspect of my business, for 2012 I am going to switch gears a bit and focus on a financial goal. *Gasp! I know, right?!*
In December 2012 I will be (gulp) 40. And I plan to celebrate in Vegas. My goal is for my Usborne business to pay for this.
How can you help? I know you were just waiting for me to ask! You can host a show for me. Invite a few friends over, so I can meet some more amazing mommas and have my life enriched. Now that's not saying that I don't love it when random orders appear on my web site (www.enjoygoodbooks.com). But sitting down with a few people, getting to know them a bit, and helping them find great books for their kids or nieces and nephews, or grandkids is really what I'm after.
Four shows a month from January to November, and I should be able to pay for the hubster to go to Vegas with me, too.
Can you help?
Thursday, November 24, 2011
More gratefulness
I should probably check what I wrote on my last gratitude list before I start this. But I'm afraid that if I don't start typing now, I wont post anything at all. And that wouldn't be the end of the world, but since I have the turkey in the oven and the kids are occupied, why not post?!
Anyway, I am grateful that we have food for me to cook. Which means that I, in turn, am grateful that my husband is employed. And I will keep repeating this to myself all day since he will be missing Thanksgiving dinner because he is at said job.
I am grateful that my parents and my brother are here for a couple of days.
I am thankful for a friend and neighbor to go to the gym with, so that I can't back out of going. We even went this morning. So I will not feel guilty about trying each dessert. I will be grateful that I have desserts. And I'll be even more grateful when she invites me over for some of that flavored vodka she mentioned.
Also I am thankful that no one in my house has a serious dust allergy. Because yowzah I don't dust nearly enough, as I re-discovered when I was cleaning the guest room.
Gobble, Gobble people. Have a great Thanksgiving.
Anyway, I am grateful that we have food for me to cook. Which means that I, in turn, am grateful that my husband is employed. And I will keep repeating this to myself all day since he will be missing Thanksgiving dinner because he is at said job.
I am grateful that my parents and my brother are here for a couple of days.
I am thankful for a friend and neighbor to go to the gym with, so that I can't back out of going. We even went this morning. So I will not feel guilty about trying each dessert. I will be grateful that I have desserts. And I'll be even more grateful when she invites me over for some of that flavored vodka she mentioned.
Also I am thankful that no one in my house has a serious dust allergy. Because yowzah I don't dust nearly enough, as I re-discovered when I was cleaning the guest room.
Gobble, Gobble people. Have a great Thanksgiving.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
You know spin is hard when...
I've been to four whole spin classes. And you know what I'm looking forward to? A nice, easy hour-long work out on the elliptical in the morning. I'm not even concerned about hitting the gym at 6:30 a.m. I'll get an extra 30 minutes of sleep after all.
That class has just been kicking my butt. My cooter has finally stopped hurting after class at least. In class is a different story. In class I am happy for the 5-minute climb that takes us out of our seats, so that should tell you something.
At today's class I had to keep reminding myself why I was there. That it was only an hour after all. That I would be happy about the end result. That the pain wasn't as bad as the first time at least.
But let me tell you, I really am so happy that tomorrow is only the elliptical.
That class has just been kicking my butt. My cooter has finally stopped hurting after class at least. In class is a different story. In class I am happy for the 5-minute climb that takes us out of our seats, so that should tell you something.
At today's class I had to keep reminding myself why I was there. That it was only an hour after all. That I would be happy about the end result. That the pain wasn't as bad as the first time at least.
But let me tell you, I really am so happy that tomorrow is only the elliptical.
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