Ever the "Mad Scientist", emphasis on the Scientist more so than the Mad. I've decided it was time to take a break from "Facebooking my life away" as my teenage daughter puts it. She says that because she has not been allowed to open a facebook account.
I am going to dedicate the time that I would normally be on facebook to working on getting my home decluttered and organized. Fifteen minutes at a time.
The reason I deactivated my account was personal, but I've decided to turn the situation to my advantage. Lemonade and all that.
I have already noticed that Facebook was one of the first sites I went to when I went on-line. Now? Youtube! I have play lists that I run while I am working around my room. The next one is Hulu. I've been able to catch up on some of my favorite shows.
I think I will also work on putting my cook book together. I have a lot of recipes. Every time I try something new, I have a recipe for it. That way I can duplicate it. I hate to have made something that turned out really tasty and not be able to do it again. I am going to focus on working my business more and getting back on a regular baking schedule. Since the weather has been hot, I have not been motivated to get orders. Not that fall is almost year, I'm going to have some fun trying some new sweets and experimenting with bread recipes.
I've been off for almost a week. My short term goal is to be off for two weeks and I will take it one week at a time from there. Who knows! I might not go back for months.
Time will tell.
More to come....
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Thursday, August 26, 2010
Happy School Year ~ Mother Rant
I love smart people. I want my children to be smart people. School is one place to learn things, but let's not forget the importance of learning at home. Too often we experience the lack of common courtesies in the way people treat each other.
It kills me and makes me proud at the same time when people talk about how polite my children are. . . .like it's strange. The fact of the matter is that it is strange for a 4 and 5 year old to have manners. It shouldn't be, but it is. My sons say "Please" and "Thank You" it is a part of how we interact at home and a part of how they are expected to act when they are not home.
My teen aged daughters, though at times they may lose their minds a little, are respectful and polite. They try to be helpful and know how to do things like cook, clean and take care of basic personal needs. Don't get me wrong. We have our moments when they are nuts. A trip down the hallway on the old "mommypult" can bring them back to reality. It is the little things, you know? That keep things together. It feels good to have my daughter tell me that she is starting to notice how different her upbringing is from that of her friends. She told me of a comment made by a family friend about the fact that she can cook. The woman said that young women these days don't know their way around the kitchen. That conversation highlighted for my daughter that there was something different about the way she was being raised versus her friends.
Anyway! School has started and this is the first year that everyone is involved in school outside the home. I don't know how to act with the house all quiet after I get back from my "Morning Mommy Rounds." Today, I'm tired. Very tired. I just want to lie down and sleep for 6 or more straight hours. I didn't get to do that for the first day. It was my own fault.
A new school year is full of possibilities. New friends, old friends, new teachers, old teachers, new subjects and new challenges, not to mention old ones. I want my children to be pumped up about all of the positive things that can happen while being cautious of the bad things. They know it is important for them to be in place on time and prepared for the tasks of the day. They know it is important to stay on top of the resources they need and manage the ones they have in a responsible way. It is an ongoing process. I try to be consistent. That too is an ongoing process.
This was all prepared on little sleep and even less food. Hopefully my next post will be more coherent.
More to come...
It kills me and makes me proud at the same time when people talk about how polite my children are. . . .like it's strange. The fact of the matter is that it is strange for a 4 and 5 year old to have manners. It shouldn't be, but it is. My sons say "Please" and "Thank You" it is a part of how we interact at home and a part of how they are expected to act when they are not home.
My teen aged daughters, though at times they may lose their minds a little, are respectful and polite. They try to be helpful and know how to do things like cook, clean and take care of basic personal needs. Don't get me wrong. We have our moments when they are nuts. A trip down the hallway on the old "mommypult" can bring them back to reality. It is the little things, you know? That keep things together. It feels good to have my daughter tell me that she is starting to notice how different her upbringing is from that of her friends. She told me of a comment made by a family friend about the fact that she can cook. The woman said that young women these days don't know their way around the kitchen. That conversation highlighted for my daughter that there was something different about the way she was being raised versus her friends.
Anyway! School has started and this is the first year that everyone is involved in school outside the home. I don't know how to act with the house all quiet after I get back from my "Morning Mommy Rounds." Today, I'm tired. Very tired. I just want to lie down and sleep for 6 or more straight hours. I didn't get to do that for the first day. It was my own fault.
A new school year is full of possibilities. New friends, old friends, new teachers, old teachers, new subjects and new challenges, not to mention old ones. I want my children to be pumped up about all of the positive things that can happen while being cautious of the bad things. They know it is important for them to be in place on time and prepared for the tasks of the day. They know it is important to stay on top of the resources they need and manage the ones they have in a responsible way. It is an ongoing process. I try to be consistent. That too is an ongoing process.
This was all prepared on little sleep and even less food. Hopefully my next post will be more coherent.
More to come...
Thursday, August 5, 2010
My thoughts on loss...
In the past 10 years or so, I have had more friends than family members pass away. It seems like by the time I have dealt with the grief of one passing, the news of another comes down the line.
Every time I'm saddened about the passing of a friend or loved one, I want to remember the positive experiences I had with them.
-Admiring a co worker's frankness
-Joking with another about parking our car when we thought something was wrong, like just sitting would resolve whatever was making that noise under the hood
-telling my old manager the he was going to have to take me to HR when I lost the weight I was working to lose because I was going to be slapping people
-corny jokes
-The lesson in chivalry I witnessed when I went bowling with a couple of guy friends a few years back.
**You know that moment when you start to look at someone in a whole new way? Now they are all gone. Only memories, stories to tell when their name comes up in conversation with friends.
I never know what to say when someone passes. I don't know what I would want to hear so it is hard for me to think of what would comfort someone else. There is no making someone feel better when they lose someone they love. All we can offer is comfort and condolences. Sometimes there are no words.
Every time I'm saddened about the passing of a friend or loved one, I want to remember the positive experiences I had with them.
-Admiring a co worker's frankness
-Joking with another about parking our car when we thought something was wrong, like just sitting would resolve whatever was making that noise under the hood
-telling my old manager the he was going to have to take me to HR when I lost the weight I was working to lose because I was going to be slapping people
-corny jokes
-The lesson in chivalry I witnessed when I went bowling with a couple of guy friends a few years back.
**You know that moment when you start to look at someone in a whole new way? Now they are all gone. Only memories, stories to tell when their name comes up in conversation with friends.
I never know what to say when someone passes. I don't know what I would want to hear so it is hard for me to think of what would comfort someone else. There is no making someone feel better when they lose someone they love. All we can offer is comfort and condolences. Sometimes there are no words.
Friday, July 30, 2010
"Thank You & Good Night!"
"The best laid plans" and all that crap.
I'm kicking myself right now. I missed the slam! I've been waiting for months to attend this slam.
July 17th marked the beginning of a very welcome invasion. My sister and her family arrived Saturday evening and stayed until the 29th.
The day of the slam I went out with my sisters to go shoe shopping. I really don't like to shop for shoes for myself. I enjoyed the girl time with my sisters. We haven't done that before so it was nice to go to different places and try to find shoes that we liked. I actually found some shoes and was very pleased because the last time I went shoe shopping, I couldn't find anything and went home disappointed.
Anyway worked the night before and spread myself a little thin with what I wanted to get done. When we got home from shoe shopping, I had to sit down for a little bit. There is normally an open mic before the slam and I was thinking that I had time to rest up some before heading out to the slam. We left the house at 9 and got there just as the host was saying to the crowd, "Thank you and good night!"
Damnit! I missed every single word. Some of my favorite North Carolina poets were in attendance. Sigh, we chatted and socialized some and went for ice cream before heading on in to the house. I had to listen to my body and slow it down because bad things happen when I push too hard. God willing I will be able to attend something else in the future.
More to come...
I'm kicking myself right now. I missed the slam! I've been waiting for months to attend this slam.
July 17th marked the beginning of a very welcome invasion. My sister and her family arrived Saturday evening and stayed until the 29th.
The day of the slam I went out with my sisters to go shoe shopping. I really don't like to shop for shoes for myself. I enjoyed the girl time with my sisters. We haven't done that before so it was nice to go to different places and try to find shoes that we liked. I actually found some shoes and was very pleased because the last time I went shoe shopping, I couldn't find anything and went home disappointed.
Anyway worked the night before and spread myself a little thin with what I wanted to get done. When we got home from shoe shopping, I had to sit down for a little bit. There is normally an open mic before the slam and I was thinking that I had time to rest up some before heading out to the slam. We left the house at 9 and got there just as the host was saying to the crowd, "Thank you and good night!"
Damnit! I missed every single word. Some of my favorite North Carolina poets were in attendance. Sigh, we chatted and socialized some and went for ice cream before heading on in to the house. I had to listen to my body and slow it down because bad things happen when I push too hard. God willing I will be able to attend something else in the future.
More to come...
Monday, July 26, 2010
Platinum! ~ Grownups are allowed to drink.
Life has been interesting for me lately. I've been pulled in all different directions while trying to listen to my heart beat and find the passion in my life. I have never been a very passionate person. I try to look at things simply, think flexibly and be nice.
I am not much of a drinker. I would go so far, at times, to say that I am not one at all. I know that now, better than I ever have before.
It is strange how life happens. I found out today that a friend from work passed away Friday. Sometimes things happen so fast that it can be overwhelming to think about.
Friday was that day. I didn't hear about my coworkers passing until later when I got to work. My cousin had a car accident Friday afternoon, he was not hurt, and my sister and I went to pick him up. Later that evening, my daughters' stepsister had a blow out and their godfather was kind enough to go pick her up and bring her back to our apartment where she would be safe until her mother could come get her the next morning. I invited a friend to come out with my sisters and me who had car trouble and didn't make it out. The bright side is that no one was hurt. The flip side is that folks are broke now.
People are what is important, irreplaceable. Money comes and goes.
I was looking forward to this night for a while. I didn't have to work the following night so I was going to drink as much as I wanted knowing that I didn't have to get up to go to work the next day. I made sure I had someone to see that I got home safe and grabbed a drink. Platinum! 7x distilled, whatever that is supposed to mean. It was relatively inexpensive and effective. Mixed a few drinks and let the room spin begin. I'll be the first to admit, I over did it. I had a good time, so I'm told. From what I remember, I had a good time and from what I don't remember, I had a good time. Needless to say, it won't be happening again anytime soon.
I am not much of a drinker. I would go so far, at times, to say that I am not one at all. I know that now, better than I ever have before.
It is strange how life happens. I found out today that a friend from work passed away Friday. Sometimes things happen so fast that it can be overwhelming to think about.
Friday was that day. I didn't hear about my coworkers passing until later when I got to work. My cousin had a car accident Friday afternoon, he was not hurt, and my sister and I went to pick him up. Later that evening, my daughters' stepsister had a blow out and their godfather was kind enough to go pick her up and bring her back to our apartment where she would be safe until her mother could come get her the next morning. I invited a friend to come out with my sisters and me who had car trouble and didn't make it out. The bright side is that no one was hurt. The flip side is that folks are broke now.
People are what is important, irreplaceable. Money comes and goes.
I was looking forward to this night for a while. I didn't have to work the following night so I was going to drink as much as I wanted knowing that I didn't have to get up to go to work the next day. I made sure I had someone to see that I got home safe and grabbed a drink. Platinum! 7x distilled, whatever that is supposed to mean. It was relatively inexpensive and effective. Mixed a few drinks and let the room spin begin. I'll be the first to admit, I over did it. I had a good time, so I'm told. From what I remember, I had a good time and from what I don't remember, I had a good time. Needless to say, it won't be happening again anytime soon.
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