When I Want It More Than They Do

In the continuing saga of Adopted Son, Thursday evening came and he called wanting me to come pick him up. I asked if his mom had shown up yet, and he said she hadn’t, but that she should be there in an hour or so. I told him I wasn’t coming to get him until [...]

Shakin’ a Bad Case of the Okie-Doke

What’s the “okie-doke”, you ask?
That disease we sometimes contract that tells us that what others require trumps what we require in any given situation. It’s that drive to keep your end of a bargain, no matter what, even in the face of the other party not keeping theirs, even when it starts costing you and [...]

We Are What We Do

I’ve been watching Yes We Can over and over again, and today I found a website that gives me something concrete to do with all this inspiration to take action I’m feeling:
WeAreWhatWeDo.org
Their motto: Small actions x lots of people = BIG CHANGE.
Check it out!

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Mark Your Calendars: A Day to Read!

Soccer Mom in Denial has proclaimed Thursday, January 10, 2008 is a Day to Read. Click her name or the badge to read her introductory post about it. You’ll be amazed at some of the stats she dug up!
So, yes, a Day to Read - a book, a magazine, a newspaper - something OTHER [...]

Old Friend Thinks Too Much, Too

Apparently, Old Friend is thinking too much lately. After the inter-FEAR-ence of Friday, he called yesterday afternoon asking if I’d like company again last night. Easy answer, “Yes!”
From there, the day took a short detour through hell. But, I kept my eyes on the prize (his visit later on) to get me through. Incentivizing [...]

I’m Taking the 30 Day Challenge!

As if I don’t already have enough to do, I’ve joined the Thirty Day Challenge. The premise is they will be showing us how to create and market our own product online using all FREE tools and resources and make our first $10 by the end of the month.
My sister and my son (both [...]

Surviving a Visit from Mommy-Dearest

My darling daughter has the capacity to push me to the very limits of my sanity. And push, push, push was she last night. Talking back, overtly ignoring directions, throwing attitude like the most unruly of teens - at 8.
She knows ‘the rules’. She knows what she can get away with and what will [...]