Teachers are a precious resource. As parents, we trust our teachers to give our children knowledge that will help them succeed in the world. This holiday season, remember your teacher for all that he/she does for your child(ren). If you can't give from your wallet then give from the heart. Gift cards are a great way of showing appreciation but so is writing a kind letter acknowledging your child's teacher's efforts during the year. Bring the teacher a meal that be easily heated so they don't have to cook one evening after a long day with the children. Or, have your child write a note or draw a picture that conveys how much they appreciate their teacher. Whatever you do, do something. They deserve it.
To all of Jack's teachers this year-- Mrs. Dene Shedd (Homeroom), Ms. Lee (Math), Coach Gagliano (PE), Mrs. Scola (Art), Senora Nash (Spanish), Mrs. Crawford (Latin), and Mrs. Fanara (Music) ....THANK YOU!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Your Time is More Valuable Than Mine?
What gives? Why can't people be on time to pre-determined commitments? It's pretty simple: 1. Make an appointment, date, meeting, etc. 2. Be there at the specified time -- not 5, 10, 15 minutes or more late. It's not that hard. If you can't be there, call the person you're supposed to meet... and not five minutes before you're supposed to show up.
Dr. Lynn McKinley-Grant is notorious for making people wait, so much so I'm no longer her patient. Example: The doctor was nearly one hour late for my appointment when two sales people walked in the office and asked to meet with her. The doctor came out of the back and said to the salesmen "sure, come on back for a few minutes." I was stunned! I stood up and said, "Excuse me, but I've been waiting nearly an hour for my appointment. I was here on time, and it's rude, insulting and poor customer service to meet with these people who did not have an appointment before you meet with me." It was the doctor's turn to be stunned. She looked at them and then back at me and said, "you're right." She then asked the salesmen to leave and had me come on back with her. While her response to me was appropriate, her making me wait was not.
I get that doctors double-book to make sure their time is filled if a patient doesn't show up. But, instead of double-booking and penalizing one party if both patients show up, why don't doctors simply charge the person who fails to make the appointment? It's a win-win for everyone: The doctors make their money, the prompt patient gets seen, and the no-show gets fined.
I attended a training class this week that was suppose to start at 9:00 am. I got up early, rushed to get my son out the door and to school and then rushed to get to the class on time. At 9:10 the class still hadn't started so I asked the instructor when it would. He told me, "We're waiting for more people to arrive." @*$#(@)$#@$#@_$! I busted my ass to get to the class on time and was rewarded by waiting for slow people who couldn't get their act together. Unbelievable!
Last night I attended a homeowner's association meeting. Again...I showed up on time. The meeting started 15 minutes late. Again, the reason....waiting for more people to show up. I should've known what I was in for when I looked at the minutes for the last meeting. It was supposed to start at 7:00 but got underway at 7:25.
I get that there are emergencies. I get that there is the occasional traffic jam. I get that sometimes people are running late at no cause of their own. But, people who are chronically late are rude, selfish, and have no regard for other people's time. People, get over yourselves, and BE ON TIME. Better yet, don't commit to an appointment, class, meeting or some other get together if you don't plan on being their on time.
Phew....that was a great vent!I feel so much better.
Dr. Lynn McKinley-Grant is notorious for making people wait, so much so I'm no longer her patient. Example: The doctor was nearly one hour late for my appointment when two sales people walked in the office and asked to meet with her. The doctor came out of the back and said to the salesmen "sure, come on back for a few minutes." I was stunned! I stood up and said, "Excuse me, but I've been waiting nearly an hour for my appointment. I was here on time, and it's rude, insulting and poor customer service to meet with these people who did not have an appointment before you meet with me." It was the doctor's turn to be stunned. She looked at them and then back at me and said, "you're right." She then asked the salesmen to leave and had me come on back with her. While her response to me was appropriate, her making me wait was not.
I get that doctors double-book to make sure their time is filled if a patient doesn't show up. But, instead of double-booking and penalizing one party if both patients show up, why don't doctors simply charge the person who fails to make the appointment? It's a win-win for everyone: The doctors make their money, the prompt patient gets seen, and the no-show gets fined.
I attended a training class this week that was suppose to start at 9:00 am. I got up early, rushed to get my son out the door and to school and then rushed to get to the class on time. At 9:10 the class still hadn't started so I asked the instructor when it would. He told me, "We're waiting for more people to arrive." @*$#(@)$#@$#@_$! I busted my ass to get to the class on time and was rewarded by waiting for slow people who couldn't get their act together. Unbelievable!
Last night I attended a homeowner's association meeting. Again...I showed up on time. The meeting started 15 minutes late. Again, the reason....waiting for more people to show up. I should've known what I was in for when I looked at the minutes for the last meeting. It was supposed to start at 7:00 but got underway at 7:25.
I get that there are emergencies. I get that there is the occasional traffic jam. I get that sometimes people are running late at no cause of their own. But, people who are chronically late are rude, selfish, and have no regard for other people's time. People, get over yourselves, and BE ON TIME. Better yet, don't commit to an appointment, class, meeting or some other get together if you don't plan on being their on time.
Phew....that was a great vent!I feel so much better.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Jaws
I remember my mother becoming furious when she found out I went to see the movie Jaws as a little girl. She probably had a good point: Here's her pig-tailed little girl becoming terrified silly watching people getting devoured by a menacing shark. To this day I still have a bit of trepidation as I enter the ocean. For that matter, I'm still convinced I'll lose my life if I go too deeply into Lake Michigan. (Yes, I realize the man eater in Jaws thrives in salt water. Nevertheless, it's a fear.)
I'm captivated by sharks because they seem so mysterious and dangerous. It's rare that you see one out in the open water. The only time I've ever seen one in person is behind glass at the Aquarium. Even behind several inches of glass they look terrifying.
Frankly, the only shark knowledge I get is from watching Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. Seriously, you can't tell me you've never been drawn to the images of a shark attack on a misfortunate seal? What about the surfer who proudly displays the scars from an attack or a missing limb? Yeesh.
My son loves sharks and got two for his 10th birthday. It's an understatement to say he loves his sharks. He LOVES his sharks! He even told me, "these are better than my PSP3!" (You can pick yourself off the floor now -- It's what I had to do.) The only time I've ever heard those words uttered is when he said the same thing about trip to Jackson Hole.
Since getting the sharks I've had to rethink my position on shark species. In fact, they're coming rather fascinating....especially when they're just a few inches long. I like watching them blink -- a wide cover quickly goes down and back over their eyes. Besides how can you be afraid of them with names like Cucumber and Pickle? Yep. That's right. Cucumber and Pickle.
I'm not really sure why he'd name his sharks after vegetables (and, really, the same vegetable...one is just pickled). However the names make them sound much less menacing. I can see it now: I'll be in Hawaii. Bob will be lounging on the beach trying to out-do George Hamilton in the tan department while I'm taking a dip in the water with Jack. I'll see a fin coming toward me and shriek "Help, it's a pickle!" Bob and everyone else on the beach will think I'm nuts. I'll lose a limb and be featured on the Discovery Channel. I can't wait.
I'm captivated by sharks because they seem so mysterious and dangerous. It's rare that you see one out in the open water. The only time I've ever seen one in person is behind glass at the Aquarium. Even behind several inches of glass they look terrifying.
Frankly, the only shark knowledge I get is from watching Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. Seriously, you can't tell me you've never been drawn to the images of a shark attack on a misfortunate seal? What about the surfer who proudly displays the scars from an attack or a missing limb? Yeesh.
My son loves sharks and got two for his 10th birthday. It's an understatement to say he loves his sharks. He LOVES his sharks! He even told me, "these are better than my PSP3!" (You can pick yourself off the floor now -- It's what I had to do.) The only time I've ever heard those words uttered is when he said the same thing about trip to Jackson Hole.
Since getting the sharks I've had to rethink my position on shark species. In fact, they're coming rather fascinating....especially when they're just a few inches long. I like watching them blink -- a wide cover quickly goes down and back over their eyes. Besides how can you be afraid of them with names like Cucumber and Pickle? Yep. That's right. Cucumber and Pickle.
I'm not really sure why he'd name his sharks after vegetables (and, really, the same vegetable...one is just pickled). However the names make them sound much less menacing. I can see it now: I'll be in Hawaii. Bob will be lounging on the beach trying to out-do George Hamilton in the tan department while I'm taking a dip in the water with Jack. I'll see a fin coming toward me and shriek "Help, it's a pickle!" Bob and everyone else on the beach will think I'm nuts. I'll lose a limb and be featured on the Discovery Channel. I can't wait.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Little Men & Women
My little man turned double-digits for the first time yesterday. As part of what turned out to be a four-day long celebration (seriously...who doesn't want to celebrate everyday when you're turning 10?!?), he had a birthday party at our home with several friends. The children all tumbled into the house bearing gifts and wide smiles. Laughter was instantaneous; excitement the underlying current.
After a short time trying to destroy each other with Nerf guns, each quickly grabbed their coat to run back outside for a rousing game of football, paused only when they wanted to out do each other in tree climbing. After tiring, they tumbled in again...this time all muddy...to sit down to dinner.
Turning double-digits is a big deal so dinner in the dining room was required. It must be a natural instinct -- as the plates were filled the conversation spilled forward. From the kitchen I heard the chatter: the occasional mention of Star Wars, the latest video games, and who liked whom. But what surprised me the most is that these little men and women were discussing politics, sports and other current events. At the age of 10!! Go figure.
It was his birthday and moment to shine. He was turning 10. So I just stood on the sidelines with my camera, trying not to disturb the festivities and sometime silliness. I imagine I'll be taking a step back much more often as my son continues to grow, mature, and unfurl his wings. But there I'll be....me and my camera. Trying to hold on to the memories of my little boy becoming a man.
After a short time trying to destroy each other with Nerf guns, each quickly grabbed their coat to run back outside for a rousing game of football, paused only when they wanted to out do each other in tree climbing. After tiring, they tumbled in again...this time all muddy...to sit down to dinner.
Turning double-digits is a big deal so dinner in the dining room was required. It must be a natural instinct -- as the plates were filled the conversation spilled forward. From the kitchen I heard the chatter: the occasional mention of Star Wars, the latest video games, and who liked whom. But what surprised me the most is that these little men and women were discussing politics, sports and other current events. At the age of 10!! Go figure.
It was his birthday and moment to shine. He was turning 10. So I just stood on the sidelines with my camera, trying not to disturb the festivities and sometime silliness. I imagine I'll be taking a step back much more often as my son continues to grow, mature, and unfurl his wings. But there I'll be....me and my camera. Trying to hold on to the memories of my little boy becoming a man.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
What I've Learned This Week
Five days and counting until the big Thanksgiving feast. I'm busy, busy, busy but have still
learned:
1. My son can sleepwalk and dance at the same time.
2. It's possible to cut your lip to the point of bleeding while eating ciabatta bread.
3. KitchenAid appliances do not meet expectations.
4. Dogs like trampolines.
5. The "elliptical" works better if you walk forward, not backward.
6. Silver spraypaint works wonders on old holiday decorations.
What have you learned?
learned:
1. My son can sleepwalk and dance at the same time.
2. It's possible to cut your lip to the point of bleeding while eating ciabatta bread.
3. KitchenAid appliances do not meet expectations.
4. Dogs like trampolines.
5. The "elliptical" works better if you walk forward, not backward.
6. Silver spraypaint works wonders on old holiday decorations.
What have you learned?
Monday, November 17, 2008
KitchenAid - Yeesh!
I'm venting.
Nearly three years ago (November 7, 2005, to be exact) my husband and I purchased a KitchenAid dishwasher, refrigerator and double oven. These weren't regular floor models. These items were top of the line stainless steel appliances that cost as much as a two week trip to Tuscany for a family of three.
Notice the word "were."
Six months after installation the fan motor on the double oven stopped working, and is still on the fritz. Three months ago the motor on the ice maker went out. (Replacing the ice maker cost $400.) Yesterday...the dishwasher went to heaven. And, me, I'm in appliance hell.
Let's remind ourselves of today's date -- November 17 -- 10 days before Thanksgiving. Did I mention I'm hosting 21 people for the day? Let's review: oven on it's last legs and no dishwasher.
My husband and I did do an emergency run to ApplianceLand yesterday. We are now $1,500 poorer and keeping our fingers crossed that the dishwasher (NOT a KitchenAid) gets installed tomorrow as promised.
At least we have ice.
Nearly three years ago (November 7, 2005, to be exact) my husband and I purchased a KitchenAid dishwasher, refrigerator and double oven. These weren't regular floor models. These items were top of the line stainless steel appliances that cost as much as a two week trip to Tuscany for a family of three.
Notice the word "were."
Six months after installation the fan motor on the double oven stopped working, and is still on the fritz. Three months ago the motor on the ice maker went out. (Replacing the ice maker cost $400.) Yesterday...the dishwasher went to heaven. And, me, I'm in appliance hell.
Let's remind ourselves of today's date -- November 17 -- 10 days before Thanksgiving. Did I mention I'm hosting 21 people for the day? Let's review: oven on it's last legs and no dishwasher.
My husband and I did do an emergency run to ApplianceLand yesterday. We are now $1,500 poorer and keeping our fingers crossed that the dishwasher (NOT a KitchenAid) gets installed tomorrow as promised.
At least we have ice.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Shout-Outs
Real estate agents like myself (http://www.robynporter.com/) rely on word-of-mouth and/or referrals for a good part of their business. Many other businesses are the same. So, in the spirit of supporting my friends, other women and promoting outstanding services and products, I'm endorsing the following businesses. Give 'em a try. You won't be disappointed.
Keep U Connected (http://www.keepuconnected.com/)
From organizing your home to assisting you in your business, Keep-U-Connected will help you to stay connected in your personal and professional life and lighten your load. They are dedicated to helping busy people live successful and organized lives.
Tracy Porter (www. tracyporter.com)
Tracy Porter shares their home and fashion collections and amazing journies. Every collection is unique and inspired from all different aspects of life... from unbelievable trips, to the henny pennies frolicking in the creator's own backyard. Take a peek at the blog and discover favorites... Listen and watch... revel in decorating tips!
Monique's Estetique (301-340-2337)
Who doesn't enjoy a massage after a long week at the office? Facials, pedicures and manicures are also at the top of my list. Located in Montgomery County, MD, Monique's home-based salon is an oasis of tranquility for anyone living in the Washington DC metropolitan area.
Philbin's Family Athletic Training Center (http://www.philbinsatc.com/)
Get those kids away from the video games; pull your husband away from the tv and head to Philbin's. This full-service health club facility offers programs for the entire family. My son particularly loves the Speed & Agility clinics offered for boys and girls three days a week. I love the option to excersize while Jack is in the clinic. Great fun and low cost!
Team Profile Cards (703-963-0142)
The TPC card features your player’s photo on one side and the team roster, team member number, position, and parent’s name on the reverse side. Each card comes with team logo and colors. Especially great for youth sports, the cards help spectators identify players during the game. The TPC is also a great keepsake for family and friends.
Metis America (http://www.metisamerica.com/)
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Keep up the great work!!!
P.S. Feel free to pass these recommendations on!
Keep U Connected (http://www.keepuconnected.com/)
From organizing your home to assisting you in your business, Keep-U-Connected will help you to stay connected in your personal and professional life and lighten your load. They are dedicated to helping busy people live successful and organized lives.
Tracy Porter (www. tracyporter.com)
Tracy Porter shares their home and fashion collections and amazing journies. Every collection is unique and inspired from all different aspects of life... from unbelievable trips, to the henny pennies frolicking in the creator's own backyard. Take a peek at the blog and discover favorites... Listen and watch... revel in decorating tips!
Monique's Estetique (301-340-2337)
Who doesn't enjoy a massage after a long week at the office? Facials, pedicures and manicures are also at the top of my list. Located in Montgomery County, MD, Monique's home-based salon is an oasis of tranquility for anyone living in the Washington DC metropolitan area.
Philbin's Family Athletic Training Center (http://www.philbinsatc.com/)
Get those kids away from the video games; pull your husband away from the tv and head to Philbin's. This full-service health club facility offers programs for the entire family. My son particularly loves the Speed & Agility clinics offered for boys and girls three days a week. I love the option to excersize while Jack is in the clinic. Great fun and low cost!
Team Profile Cards (703-963-0142)
The TPC card features your player’s photo on one side and the team roster, team member number, position, and parent’s name on the reverse side. Each card comes with team logo and colors. Especially great for youth sports, the cards help spectators identify players during the game. The TPC is also a great keepsake for family and friends.
Metis America (http://www.metisamerica.com/)
Metis America crafts campaign solutions that are designed to leverage clients’ valuable resources – their brands, their operations, their unique position in the marketplace. And they produce results. Industry leaders continue to turn to Metis/America Marketing when they need an active partner who demonstrates a passion for getting the job done.
Keep up the great work!!!
P.S. Feel free to pass these recommendations on!
What I've Learned This Weekend
Another week closer to the holidays! Where has the year gone?? While trying to cram all the details of getting ready for welcomed guests I've learned:
1. It is possible to sit in the pouring rain and still enjoy a football game (however your hotdog will get rather soggy).
2. Not everyone knows that SAA stands for "same as above." (A BIG "thank you" to Travis C. at T. Rowe Price for working through an issue caused three years ago by their customer service deparment.)
3. Those people who you think will never get divorced are usually the ones who do.
4. Getting into private school is probably harder than getting into college.
5. A Christmas Cow is perfect for showing your holiday spirit.
6. If you're not really, really, REALLY careful you can accidentally change to your Facebook profile without even knowing it.
7. Bluetooth technology is almost as good as me being able to start my car without a key.
8. That too many young children do not believe in Santa.
9. That I'm still addicted to SRAMBLE on Facebook.
What did you learn this week?
1. It is possible to sit in the pouring rain and still enjoy a football game (however your hotdog will get rather soggy).
2. Not everyone knows that SAA stands for "same as above." (A BIG "thank you" to Travis C. at T. Rowe Price for working through an issue caused three years ago by their customer service deparment.)
3. Those people who you think will never get divorced are usually the ones who do.
4. Getting into private school is probably harder than getting into college.
5. A Christmas Cow is perfect for showing your holiday spirit.
6. If you're not really, really, REALLY careful you can accidentally change to your Facebook profile without even knowing it.
7. Bluetooth technology is almost as good as me being able to start my car without a key.
8. That too many young children do not believe in Santa.
9. That I'm still addicted to SRAMBLE on Facebook.
What did you learn this week?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Coming out of the Dark Ages
I finally did it. I finally installed a Bluetooth adapter for my mobile phone in my car and now can talk hands-free. I'm no techno-freak that has to get every new gadget that comes along but, oh my goodness, clearly I've been missing out. I had the thing installed for maybe 30 seconds and decided it's something that no woman (or man for that matter) should be without.
While the feature is absolutely marvelous it did take three people to install something that I should've been able to do in my drive-way. No matter, though. I was up-and-running in about 10 minutes. A few blinky lights later and my car was installed with the entire contents of my mobile phone and I was chatting away. Gives you goosebumps, doesn't it.
OK, maybe goosebumps is going far BUT I'm on my phone all....the....time. And, as a real estate licensed in Washington DC where the city council has gone haywire and instituted a $200 fine while talking on a mobile phone (no joke -- my mother got one), the Bluetooth feature is like an early Christmas present straight from the Heavens.
(Lightening flash -- I can write the cost of the adapter off for business!!!!! It just keeps getting better!)
Now...if only I could get my car to pay my phone bill.
While the feature is absolutely marvelous it did take three people to install something that I should've been able to do in my drive-way. No matter, though. I was up-and-running in about 10 minutes. A few blinky lights later and my car was installed with the entire contents of my mobile phone and I was chatting away. Gives you goosebumps, doesn't it.
OK, maybe goosebumps is going far BUT I'm on my phone all....the....time. And, as a real estate licensed in Washington DC where the city council has gone haywire and instituted a $200 fine while talking on a mobile phone (no joke -- my mother got one), the Bluetooth feature is like an early Christmas present straight from the Heavens.
(Lightening flash -- I can write the cost of the adapter off for business!!!!! It just keeps getting better!)
Now...if only I could get my car to pay my phone bill.
Friday, November 7, 2008
What I've Learned This Week
So glad it's Friday. Here's what I learned:
- If you vote you can get a whole meal for free.
- I've missed getting my shipments from the Olive Oil of the Month Club.
- It is possible to get trampled by a buck in my own backyard. (May rutt-season end soon.)
- As much as I try I can't get over the fact that Andrea Mitchell looks like "The Joker."
- Kate Spade has a new orange handbag that I simply cannot live without.
What have you learned?
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Poop: My dog's favorite food
Is it me or am I the only one who has a dog that likes to eat whatever comes out of its or another animal's booty? Seriously. How gross is that? It's not like I buy cheap food. Au contraire...I actually spend a lot of money on food, treats, chewy toys, etc. No matter, though. It's as if there's a buffet full of crap strewn about the protected area behind my house and my dogs are the first in line.
And that's not the worse of it. Not only do I get to see remnants of poop in their teeth, I get another viewing after they've vomited all over the carpet. I've had to buy a "Spot-Bot," which I don't even store away because it seems to be in constant use.
My husband and I are at our wits end. We're resorting to spending about $4,ooo to fence in the backyard so critters can't in and my beasts can't get out. If anyone has a less expensive alternative I'd love to hear about it.
Aaaahhhh...for the love of dogs.
And that's not the worse of it. Not only do I get to see remnants of poop in their teeth, I get another viewing after they've vomited all over the carpet. I've had to buy a "Spot-Bot," which I don't even store away because it seems to be in constant use.
My husband and I are at our wits end. We're resorting to spending about $4,ooo to fence in the backyard so critters can't in and my beasts can't get out. If anyone has a less expensive alternative I'd love to hear about it.
Aaaahhhh...for the love of dogs.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Service with a Smile
We're in a challenging economy. People are spending less but wanting more. Merchants and business people are clamoring for the few dollars that are being spent. So why then do some people still give crappy service? Moreoever, why do consumers stand for it? If you're being treated poorly, walk away, change your account, or tell a manager. Whatever you do, do something!
I'm a REALTOR with W.C. & A.N. Miller and have been helping people buy and sell homes for five years. I LOVE it! Time and time again I hear clients say they didn't like their previous agent. The reasons vary: poor communication, tried to rush the purchase, pressure to spend more than a budget allowed, etc. Yet, some of these same unhappy clients still let the sub-par agent represent them in one of the biggest transactions of the person's life. How crazy is that?!?
No. 1 rule in real estate -- yes....you can "fire" your agent. If your expectations are not being met, then move on. Real estate agents are a dime a dozen. Stand on any street corner in Washington DC and you'll trip over six. On the flip side, there are wonderful agents (me!) who want and appreciate your business, will work for it, and make the transaction smooth and stress free.
Last week I flew United Airlines back from London. Over the years I've logged nearly 400,000 miles with the airline. While many people have flown more, I certainly expect a little courtesy when I check in for a flight. (For that matter, I'd expect common courtesy even if it were my first trip.) To make a long story short, the gate agent was a b*&%^* -- and that's putting it mildly. Perhaps she didn't have her tea and crumpets that morning. Perhaps her panties were in a bind. Whatever it was she didn't have to be rude. So, in my sweetest voice, I reminded her of that fact.
Ever have a meal that was completely wrong or cooked the way it wasn't ordered? Not wanting to upset the apple cart, some people will just sit there and eat it -- and then tip the wait-staff when the check comes! Not me. Yes, I know the stories of what can happen when you send a meal back, but I'm willing to take my chances. My goodness. If my hard earned dollars are going to pay for the meal, it certainly better be right. Would you buy a pair of shoes that didn't fit just because you didn't want to bother the store clerk to get you a pair that fit your feet better?
Listen ladies (and gents), take a stand against bad customer service by now allowing it to happen. If you encounter a rude person or someone who is not meeting your expectations, be assertive and move on to that company's competitors. Believe me, there are people who want...and appreciate...your business. Perhaps together we can weed out all the bad apples and have a much better experience.
I'm a REALTOR with W.C. & A.N. Miller and have been helping people buy and sell homes for five years. I LOVE it! Time and time again I hear clients say they didn't like their previous agent. The reasons vary: poor communication, tried to rush the purchase, pressure to spend more than a budget allowed, etc. Yet, some of these same unhappy clients still let the sub-par agent represent them in one of the biggest transactions of the person's life. How crazy is that?!?
No. 1 rule in real estate -- yes....you can "fire" your agent. If your expectations are not being met, then move on. Real estate agents are a dime a dozen. Stand on any street corner in Washington DC and you'll trip over six. On the flip side, there are wonderful agents (me!) who want and appreciate your business, will work for it, and make the transaction smooth and stress free.
Last week I flew United Airlines back from London. Over the years I've logged nearly 400,000 miles with the airline. While many people have flown more, I certainly expect a little courtesy when I check in for a flight. (For that matter, I'd expect common courtesy even if it were my first trip.) To make a long story short, the gate agent was a b*&%^* -- and that's putting it mildly. Perhaps she didn't have her tea and crumpets that morning. Perhaps her panties were in a bind. Whatever it was she didn't have to be rude. So, in my sweetest voice, I reminded her of that fact.
Ever have a meal that was completely wrong or cooked the way it wasn't ordered? Not wanting to upset the apple cart, some people will just sit there and eat it -- and then tip the wait-staff when the check comes! Not me. Yes, I know the stories of what can happen when you send a meal back, but I'm willing to take my chances. My goodness. If my hard earned dollars are going to pay for the meal, it certainly better be right. Would you buy a pair of shoes that didn't fit just because you didn't want to bother the store clerk to get you a pair that fit your feet better?
Listen ladies (and gents), take a stand against bad customer service by now allowing it to happen. If you encounter a rude person or someone who is not meeting your expectations, be assertive and move on to that company's competitors. Believe me, there are people who want...and appreciate...your business. Perhaps together we can weed out all the bad apples and have a much better experience.
Friday, October 31, 2008
What I've Learned This Week
I've been jaunting around jolly ole England this past week and have had a marvelous time. In between here and there I've learned:
- I love to play Scramble on Facebook.
- We need a fence to enclose our backyard.
- Good service is not a dying art. BIG SHOUT OUT to "Wink" in Bethesda, MD!
- The meaning of wattle.
- There is a big difference in how Americans and Brits define luxury.
- Notting Hill is my favorite London neighborhood; Westbourne my favorite street.
- Some people just simply can't say they are sorry.
- My son can carve an awesome pumpkin all by himself!
What have you learned this week?
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Jack
Aaaaaahhhh....the weekend. A time to relax....for some people, but not me. Yesterday I was showing homes all afternoon; today I have an open house. Go, GO, GO!!! Before I set off I wanted to quickly shout to the world -- I LOVE BEING A MOM! Not only did my son give me the sweetest birthday present ever he's an amazing kid. From being a straight-A student to a great football player to having a great laugh, this kid is #1 in my book. This is a picture from yesterday's football. Jack is the one with the orange arms.
Friday, October 17, 2008
What I've Learned This Week
People who say they know (or think they know) everything are full of pahooey. Try and learn something new every day. Here's what I learned this week:
1. My nine-year old son's new common phrase of "messed up" fits very well into adult situations.
2. I can go for a month without eating fried foods.
3. My eye glasses make me look older that I really am.
4. Some people don't believe in good luck.
5. I love to play badminton.
6. It's possible to play basketball on the grass.
7. My granny is still as quick as a whip.
8. If you're a frequent shopper at a particular store they'll let you look at and buy clothes a week before the new clothes hit the store shelves.
What have you learned this week?
1. My nine-year old son's new common phrase of "messed up" fits very well into adult situations.
2. I can go for a month without eating fried foods.
3. My eye glasses make me look older that I really am.
4. Some people don't believe in good luck.
5. I love to play badminton.
6. It's possible to play basketball on the grass.
7. My granny is still as quick as a whip.
8. If you're a frequent shopper at a particular store they'll let you look at and buy clothes a week before the new clothes hit the store shelves.
What have you learned this week?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
The best birthday present
Clearly I've matured: Today is my birthday and I'm celebrating by giving myself a dental cleaning. To balance the agony (I can't underscore enough how I don't like going to the dentist), yesterday I gave myself the gift of an hour-long massage. My physical is next and chocolate cake won't be far behind.
I know some people love to go out and celebrate their birthday with having a few cocktails and dancing on a table or two. Nothing wrong with that. Nope, not at all. But the best way to celebrate is to take care of yourself; both body and soul. To make sure you don't miss an appointment, schedule all the necessary check-ups (i.e. physical, ob-gyn, dental, vision, etc.) around your birthday. You'll get everything done in short window of time so you can focus on the "soul" part for the rest of the year.
In between birthdays pamper yourself at least three times a month. Pampering can include: getting your haircut and/or colored, having a massage or facial, getting a manicure and pedicure. Perhaps a yoga or pilates class is more up your alley. Whatever it is, do it! You deserve it!
You'll reap great rewards by taking care of yourself. Not only will you feel better, you'll look better too. I was in the eye glass store yesterday and the person behind the desk thought I was nine 9, (YES, NINE!!!!) years younger that I really am. Perhaps it was just a momentary blip; perhaps she was "workin' it" to make a sale; or perhaps I do look a little younger. Whatever it was it made my day! So....HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
I know some people love to go out and celebrate their birthday with having a few cocktails and dancing on a table or two. Nothing wrong with that. Nope, not at all. But the best way to celebrate is to take care of yourself; both body and soul. To make sure you don't miss an appointment, schedule all the necessary check-ups (i.e. physical, ob-gyn, dental, vision, etc.) around your birthday. You'll get everything done in short window of time so you can focus on the "soul" part for the rest of the year.
In between birthdays pamper yourself at least three times a month. Pampering can include: getting your haircut and/or colored, having a massage or facial, getting a manicure and pedicure. Perhaps a yoga or pilates class is more up your alley. Whatever it is, do it! You deserve it!
You'll reap great rewards by taking care of yourself. Not only will you feel better, you'll look better too. I was in the eye glass store yesterday and the person behind the desk thought I was nine 9, (YES, NINE!!!!) years younger that I really am. Perhaps it was just a momentary blip; perhaps she was "workin' it" to make a sale; or perhaps I do look a little younger. Whatever it was it made my day! So....HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
DEEP Breath....1-2-3
Ever have those moments when you're completely hysterical, crying and throwing a fit because someone did something you didn't like? Ever send a flamer email and then seconds later regret it? More often than not, if we just take a deep, DEEP breath, count slowly to 3, we'll realize things are not as bad as they seem. In many cases, they're not bad at all. They've just been interpreted wrong.
Frankly, many times we react before we know all the facts, and that's when we do the most harm.
When we say and do things in the moment of passion (i.e. anger) it is always harmful. Things said in anger usually have no basis other than to hurt the person on the receiving end, which is never good. The situation then escalates and everyone if left angry, hurt, resentful and defensive. When was the last time you felt good with all those negative emotions going on at once?
Much anger is bred from fear. Fear that something will harm us or be taken away from us. Perhaps you think you're going to get fired. Perhaps you think a loved one will leave you. Perhaps you're about to lose something very special. Instead of over-reacting, get the facts by opening positive lines of communication.
Here some helpful hints to utilize the next time you want to pick up the phone and trash someone, send an email that can't be recalled, or walk up to someone and shout:
1. Don't pick-up the phone, don't send the email or just walk away.
2. Take some time to digest what you "think" has been done to you. In many cases, nothing has been done to you. It's just your perception.
3. When you're ready, ask the person if you can talk about the situation. (Don't do this until you're anger has subsided and you're prepared to be rational.)
4. Calmly ask the person why they did what they did. Be as calm as you want the other person to be. If one person starts getting defensive than you're back to square one.
Most importantly:
5. Listen.
Don't have your arguments already prepared before the receiver has a chance to complete a sentence. If someone tells you something, accept it. Don't try to read some other meaning into what you've just been told. If you don't understand the comments ask the person to say it again in a way you'll understand.
When the other person is finished use the opportunity to let them know how you feel or how the actions hurt you. Both sides need to understand how their actions have affected each other.
Over-reacting before you understand the entire situation is never helpful and nearly always harmful. Communication where both sides are represented equally and without hysterics and yelling is the key to understanding negative situations. Once the lines of communication are open both parties will be rewarded with better understanding and a stronger relationship.
Frankly, many times we react before we know all the facts, and that's when we do the most harm.
When we say and do things in the moment of passion (i.e. anger) it is always harmful. Things said in anger usually have no basis other than to hurt the person on the receiving end, which is never good. The situation then escalates and everyone if left angry, hurt, resentful and defensive. When was the last time you felt good with all those negative emotions going on at once?
Much anger is bred from fear. Fear that something will harm us or be taken away from us. Perhaps you think you're going to get fired. Perhaps you think a loved one will leave you. Perhaps you're about to lose something very special. Instead of over-reacting, get the facts by opening positive lines of communication.
Here some helpful hints to utilize the next time you want to pick up the phone and trash someone, send an email that can't be recalled, or walk up to someone and shout:
1. Don't pick-up the phone, don't send the email or just walk away.
2. Take some time to digest what you "think" has been done to you. In many cases, nothing has been done to you. It's just your perception.
3. When you're ready, ask the person if you can talk about the situation. (Don't do this until you're anger has subsided and you're prepared to be rational.)
4. Calmly ask the person why they did what they did. Be as calm as you want the other person to be. If one person starts getting defensive than you're back to square one.
Most importantly:
5. Listen.
Don't have your arguments already prepared before the receiver has a chance to complete a sentence. If someone tells you something, accept it. Don't try to read some other meaning into what you've just been told. If you don't understand the comments ask the person to say it again in a way you'll understand.
When the other person is finished use the opportunity to let them know how you feel or how the actions hurt you. Both sides need to understand how their actions have affected each other.
Over-reacting before you understand the entire situation is never helpful and nearly always harmful. Communication where both sides are represented equally and without hysterics and yelling is the key to understanding negative situations. Once the lines of communication are open both parties will be rewarded with better understanding and a stronger relationship.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
SMOKE!
This time of year I love to start my day by taking a brisk walk on a crisp morning. There's nothing better! The sun is rising, birds are chirping and there's a certain freshness to the new day. This morning my dogs and I headed out to get a jump on my 10,000 steps a day (Who am I kidding? I've not made it to 10K in one day in a long, long, looooong time, but each day I'm hopeful!). Our blood is pumping and I'm giddy as the endorphins are charging through my body. My dogs are mountains of energy, charging after every squirrel and passerby.
We were about 3/4 the way finished with our walk when a man and his dog came around a corner about 15 yards in front of us. Fine, fine, fine. I can share the road. But, THEN!, he proceed to light up a cigarette! The wonderful morning air that just moments ago had been filling fresh crispness into my lungs had turned into nauseating, gulps of smoke-filled chemicals (I was downwind). All the while my dogs were charging to get closer to his dog.
So much for my peaceful morning.
It's a free world. People can smoke. Fine. But, let's get serious. In this day and age with all we know about the detrimental effects (i.e. it can KILL YOU!!!) why the hell would anyone still be smoking? Are some people that thick-skulled they think smoking won't hurt them?
Let me be frank: Think you aren't killing yourself? You are. Think you're not making those around you sick? You are. Think cigarettes don't make you smell? They do and you do. Think you can cover the smell with perfume? You can't. Think it's not a dirty habit? It is. Think people can't smell the smoke or see the dirt in your home or car? We do and we can.
If you care about yourself even the tiniest bit or care that your family will miss you when you're gone, kick the habit. It's hard but you can do it. I know because I stopped smoking years ago.
Stop using smoke as a crutch for some larger problem. Tomorrow morning, wake up, throw the cigarettes in the trash, and put on your walking shoes. That fresh, crisp morning air and extra steps will make you feel much more better than the death stick. It may also be a way for your to work through whatever problem is making you smoke in the first place. Believe me, you'll be much better off by putting those walking shoes on and putting the cigarettes out.
We were about 3/4 the way finished with our walk when a man and his dog came around a corner about 15 yards in front of us. Fine, fine, fine. I can share the road. But, THEN!, he proceed to light up a cigarette! The wonderful morning air that just moments ago had been filling fresh crispness into my lungs had turned into nauseating, gulps of smoke-filled chemicals (I was downwind). All the while my dogs were charging to get closer to his dog.
So much for my peaceful morning.
It's a free world. People can smoke. Fine. But, let's get serious. In this day and age with all we know about the detrimental effects (i.e. it can KILL YOU!!!) why the hell would anyone still be smoking? Are some people that thick-skulled they think smoking won't hurt them?
Let me be frank: Think you aren't killing yourself? You are. Think you're not making those around you sick? You are. Think cigarettes don't make you smell? They do and you do. Think you can cover the smell with perfume? You can't. Think it's not a dirty habit? It is. Think people can't smell the smoke or see the dirt in your home or car? We do and we can.
If you care about yourself even the tiniest bit or care that your family will miss you when you're gone, kick the habit. It's hard but you can do it. I know because I stopped smoking years ago.
Stop using smoke as a crutch for some larger problem. Tomorrow morning, wake up, throw the cigarettes in the trash, and put on your walking shoes. That fresh, crisp morning air and extra steps will make you feel much more better than the death stick. It may also be a way for your to work through whatever problem is making you smoke in the first place. Believe me, you'll be much better off by putting those walking shoes on and putting the cigarettes out.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Badminton anyone?
How many times has your child asked you to play a silly game only to reply, "OK, but how about a little later?" Later turns into the next day which turns into next week and before you know it the seasons have changed. Yep...I know this routine all too well. Pitiful.
It's Columbus Day and my son, Jack, is home from school. The windows are open and I'm enjoying the fine, fine breeze while working away on the computer. A little while ago Jack came around the corner and asked me to set up a new badminton set that had been collecting dust since July. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Before he let me speak he said, "C'mon, moooooommmmm. You always say we'll do it later." My eyes went quickly from him, to my computer, to a look out the window, then back to my computer so I could turn it off.
Jack was thrilled!
We made sense of the frustrating directions, got sweaty trying to put up the net a second time after incorrectly putting it up the the first time, and enjoyed every minute of it. We rewarded ourselves with a rousing game of badminton, with me losing the very first game. The second game was interrputed by the lawn service coming to trim the yard.
I'm now back at my computer and Jack is downstairs playing video games. The lawn service is about finished. Anyone up for a game of badminton doubles?
It's Columbus Day and my son, Jack, is home from school. The windows are open and I'm enjoying the fine, fine breeze while working away on the computer. A little while ago Jack came around the corner and asked me to set up a new badminton set that had been collecting dust since July. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Before he let me speak he said, "C'mon, moooooommmmm. You always say we'll do it later." My eyes went quickly from him, to my computer, to a look out the window, then back to my computer so I could turn it off.
Jack was thrilled!
We made sense of the frustrating directions, got sweaty trying to put up the net a second time after incorrectly putting it up the the first time, and enjoyed every minute of it. We rewarded ourselves with a rousing game of badminton, with me losing the very first game. The second game was interrputed by the lawn service coming to trim the yard.
I'm now back at my computer and Jack is downstairs playing video games. The lawn service is about finished. Anyone up for a game of badminton doubles?
Blended Families
Whoever says a family must be a father, mother and natural children should be strung up by a "Leave It To Beaver" apron and bonked on the head with a frying pan. The reality is today's families are blends of people that make each family unique and special. And, the great thing is, in many cases, we can pick and choose who we want to include in our family circle.
I grew up in a household that I consider very normal. My parents were divorced when I was six. My mother soon married my "dad," who had three children that lived with their mother and their new dad. Living literally one block from each other, it seemed we were always at each other's home. We got along great...or at least I thought. If there was friction between the parents I never knew it. It was all good.
I'm certainly not condoning divorce. I'm saying people should take what's left over and blend it together for the benefit of the children. Make it work. That way, the children will know they're loved and can be proud of where they come from.
One of my very best friends, whom I consider my sister since we're so close, recently adopted a little boy. My friend is single but wanted to be a mother. Instead of going out and throwing herself at some man who she didn't love just so she could have a kid, she made the thoughtful decision to have a child on her own. She's single, successful, and a great mom. Moreover, being a mom is so natural to her, that her son is her son.
She wanted a family so created one in her own vision. Her family is no less relevant because there is not a man involved. Rather, she's a shining example of what a loving family can be by choice.
Nearly ten years ago I came to the conclusion that I'd be more unhappy to never have a child than to never have a husband. So when I found myself single and pregnant I knew which choice was right for me. I am now the proud mother of a beautiful boy that I love more and more each day. Not only is my son loved by me, he's loved by his new father.
When my son was 14 months old I met Bob. Bob could have run for the hills when he found out his new girlfriend had an infant son. Instead, he welcomed us both with open arms and we were married a short time later. Instantly we became a blended family. It's been a wonderful decision for all three of us. In fact, last July Bob formally adopted the little boy who'd been calling him "dad" for so many years.
Recently, my husband and I added to our family. Nope, we didn't have another child or get another dog. We added a family to our family.
It was good timing for Bob and I to start working on our financial plans and guardianship for our son should my husband and I pass away before he turns 18. We considered both our parents, brothers and sisters, and other relatives. After much discussion, we determined that close family friends should have guardianship. Once they agreed to this awesome responsibility of bringing another child into their home should the worst happen, we became family. Blended lovingly and by choice.
Race, religion and ethnicity can be also be blended to create harmony. Frankly, simply accepting others as they are and not as you want them to be is the key. Just because a family doesn't match your family's description doesn't mean they are any less a family. Walk away from the person who tells you otherwise.
Stand up and be proud of who you are and who your family is! I do everyday.
P.S. There's a new movie coming out soon based on a great book I read, "The Secret Lives of Bees." I highly recommend it. It's the story of love and making your family what you want it to be.
I grew up in a household that I consider very normal. My parents were divorced when I was six. My mother soon married my "dad," who had three children that lived with their mother and their new dad. Living literally one block from each other, it seemed we were always at each other's home. We got along great...or at least I thought. If there was friction between the parents I never knew it. It was all good.
I'm certainly not condoning divorce. I'm saying people should take what's left over and blend it together for the benefit of the children. Make it work. That way, the children will know they're loved and can be proud of where they come from.
One of my very best friends, whom I consider my sister since we're so close, recently adopted a little boy. My friend is single but wanted to be a mother. Instead of going out and throwing herself at some man who she didn't love just so she could have a kid, she made the thoughtful decision to have a child on her own. She's single, successful, and a great mom. Moreover, being a mom is so natural to her, that her son is her son.
She wanted a family so created one in her own vision. Her family is no less relevant because there is not a man involved. Rather, she's a shining example of what a loving family can be by choice.
Nearly ten years ago I came to the conclusion that I'd be more unhappy to never have a child than to never have a husband. So when I found myself single and pregnant I knew which choice was right for me. I am now the proud mother of a beautiful boy that I love more and more each day. Not only is my son loved by me, he's loved by his new father.
When my son was 14 months old I met Bob. Bob could have run for the hills when he found out his new girlfriend had an infant son. Instead, he welcomed us both with open arms and we were married a short time later. Instantly we became a blended family. It's been a wonderful decision for all three of us. In fact, last July Bob formally adopted the little boy who'd been calling him "dad" for so many years.
Recently, my husband and I added to our family. Nope, we didn't have another child or get another dog. We added a family to our family.
It was good timing for Bob and I to start working on our financial plans and guardianship for our son should my husband and I pass away before he turns 18. We considered both our parents, brothers and sisters, and other relatives. After much discussion, we determined that close family friends should have guardianship. Once they agreed to this awesome responsibility of bringing another child into their home should the worst happen, we became family. Blended lovingly and by choice.
Race, religion and ethnicity can be also be blended to create harmony. Frankly, simply accepting others as they are and not as you want them to be is the key. Just because a family doesn't match your family's description doesn't mean they are any less a family. Walk away from the person who tells you otherwise.
Stand up and be proud of who you are and who your family is! I do everyday.
P.S. There's a new movie coming out soon based on a great book I read, "The Secret Lives of Bees." I highly recommend it. It's the story of love and making your family what you want it to be.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
"On My Bookshelf": That Summer in Sicily
"That Summer in Sicily: A Love Story," by Marlena de Blasi is an amazing work of art. The flow of her writing kept me turning pages well into the night. It's the story of Tosca Brozzi, beginning with her father giving her away to a Sicilian prince at the tender age of nine and unfolds in a love story that lasts a lifetime. De Blasi's descriptions of everything from the food being lovingly prepared to the garden where everything grown sustains lives to the tender relationship between Tosca and Leo, make the reader feel they are in participants in the events as they unfold. The ending is an unexpected surprise. Simply a perfect book for anyone who has been or wished to travel to Italy.
Empower yourself
I was chatting with one of my "girls" recently and she told me that she just put up shelves in her garage. And, this was after she'd already ripped up the carpeting in her new house to reveal lovely vintage hardwood flooring and stripped dated wallpaper to have the walls painted a relaxing hue of sage. In the process of increasing house value and creating a warm, pleasant home for her and her children, she became empowered with an "I can do it!" attitude. What an amazing unexpected gift.
It drives me absolutely bonkers when I hear other women say, "I can't do it," or "It's too hard." With a crappy attitude like that all you'll end up with is a self-fulfilling prophecy and failure.
So, little missy, take of your party-popper pants and start doing things for yourself. Stop relying on your husband, partner, friends and handyman to accomplish your goals. Moreover, stop using others as a crutch for not achieving your goals.
Goals can be anything: Starting a new career, getting your finances in order, starting a new exercise routine, traveling to your dream destination, going back to school, writing a book, getting your garden in order, not letting people take advantage of you, buying your first place, or whatever is most important to you at this point in your life.
Need to be empowered?
One afternoon while some moms were enjoying the end of a school day watching their kids run around the campus, I overhead one of the moms say, "I know nothing about our finances. I don't even know where the checkbook is. My husband handles everything."
Let me vomit.
She was wearing these statements like a badge of honor when she should be incredibly embarrassed she has no financial control over her life. Not to mention what a horrible standard she's setting for her daughter. Heaven forbid her husband dies or he leaves her for another woman.
Playing dumb about your finances is not even remotely cute. Frankly, it's stupid.
This woman and others like her need to know what their family's financial situation is, especially in today's tumultuous economy. Ask you partner to share the financial responsibilities with you. (If your partner is unwilling to do so, then my friend, you have bigger problems than just financial ones.) Don't just stop at knowing where the checkbook is and knowing about how much is in the account, know about every single stock, account, portfolio, insurance plan, will, or other financial instrument held in your relationship. If you're not personally paying the mortgage, make darn sure it's being paid and paid on-time.
If you don't have a partner...get real with yourself about your finances. (This is a whole other topic for later. And, ladies, let me tell you...it won't be pretty. It drives me crazy when I hear women say they don't have any money or can't pay their bills as they're driving to the mall to pick up the latest handbag or new pair of shoes! Most of these same women don't even have savings or retirement accounts. YEESH!)
The power of "I can do it!"
There's another gal I know who's a "take the bulls by the horn" mama. She's on her way to blowing the doors off the organizing world. She has the gumption and positive attitude that she "can do it." And, you know what? She is. She started her own business just a year ago and is doing wonders; picking up clients left and right. YOU GO GIRL!!!
Try and stop my cousin from achieving her goals and she'll leave you lying flat in the dust with tires marks across your body. Last week, this gal who grew up in a household with parents living under the poverty line, was nominated as one of Illinois' "Super Lawyers" and a "Rising Star" under 40. Did I mention, she's a single-mom with a toddler or that she's divorced because her husband cheated on her three months after they got married?
My cousin is proof-positive that someone with an "I can do it" attitude without a lot of money can achieve her goals...and then some. Instead of letting negative situations overwhelm her, she charged ahead. (Love ya, MM)
For those of you thinking of switching careers - GO FOR IT! I did and am thrilled with the results. I'm not saying it was easy, but it was worth it. I wanted to have a flexible career to spend more quality time with my son, so I took the leap. I went from a very successful career of managing the worldwide public relations programs for a product division of a billion dollar company to working for myself in residential real estate. Yes, I know...real estate?!?!?! In this market?!!?! Call me crazy, but by my second year in real estate I achieved multi-million dollar sales levels. The secret: A can-do, positive attitude.
I'm obsessed with travel. It's like a crazy drug that flows faster through my veins than chocolate. Seriously. I'm obsessed. The other day I started planning a trip for the summer of 2010. Last year, I started planning for three-week Italian adventure for the summer of 2009. It's not easy but between my son's school, husband's schedule, my schedule, and other responsibilities, I make trips happen. I plan, save, and then reap the rewards as I sit by the pool eating freshly picked fruit while gazing over the Tuscan countryside.
If you have a goal (big, small or in between) take the steps to make it happen. You can do it, and I'm not just saying that. You can, seriously. Don't listen to the naysayers, even if it's your conscience. If, deep in your heart, you want to do something, you'll make it happen. If it doesn't happen, it means you never really wanted it in the first place.
I have this sign in my office that I ready daily: There are no shortcuts to any place worth going. Reaching your goals won't be easy. I'm sure you'll sacrifice a thing or two along the way, but it will be worth it. Believe me. Believe the gals who've already done it. But, most of all, believe in yourself.
Girl Power Rocks!
It drives me absolutely bonkers when I hear other women say, "I can't do it," or "It's too hard." With a crappy attitude like that all you'll end up with is a self-fulfilling prophecy and failure.
So, little missy, take of your party-popper pants and start doing things for yourself. Stop relying on your husband, partner, friends and handyman to accomplish your goals. Moreover, stop using others as a crutch for not achieving your goals.
Goals can be anything: Starting a new career, getting your finances in order, starting a new exercise routine, traveling to your dream destination, going back to school, writing a book, getting your garden in order, not letting people take advantage of you, buying your first place, or whatever is most important to you at this point in your life.
Need to be empowered?
One afternoon while some moms were enjoying the end of a school day watching their kids run around the campus, I overhead one of the moms say, "I know nothing about our finances. I don't even know where the checkbook is. My husband handles everything."
Let me vomit.
She was wearing these statements like a badge of honor when she should be incredibly embarrassed she has no financial control over her life. Not to mention what a horrible standard she's setting for her daughter. Heaven forbid her husband dies or he leaves her for another woman.
Playing dumb about your finances is not even remotely cute. Frankly, it's stupid.
This woman and others like her need to know what their family's financial situation is, especially in today's tumultuous economy. Ask you partner to share the financial responsibilities with you. (If your partner is unwilling to do so, then my friend, you have bigger problems than just financial ones.) Don't just stop at knowing where the checkbook is and knowing about how much is in the account, know about every single stock, account, portfolio, insurance plan, will, or other financial instrument held in your relationship. If you're not personally paying the mortgage, make darn sure it's being paid and paid on-time.
If you don't have a partner...get real with yourself about your finances. (This is a whole other topic for later. And, ladies, let me tell you...it won't be pretty. It drives me crazy when I hear women say they don't have any money or can't pay their bills as they're driving to the mall to pick up the latest handbag or new pair of shoes! Most of these same women don't even have savings or retirement accounts. YEESH!)
The power of "I can do it!"
There's another gal I know who's a "take the bulls by the horn" mama. She's on her way to blowing the doors off the organizing world. She has the gumption and positive attitude that she "can do it." And, you know what? She is. She started her own business just a year ago and is doing wonders; picking up clients left and right. YOU GO GIRL!!!
Try and stop my cousin from achieving her goals and she'll leave you lying flat in the dust with tires marks across your body. Last week, this gal who grew up in a household with parents living under the poverty line, was nominated as one of Illinois' "Super Lawyers" and a "Rising Star" under 40. Did I mention, she's a single-mom with a toddler or that she's divorced because her husband cheated on her three months after they got married?
My cousin is proof-positive that someone with an "I can do it" attitude without a lot of money can achieve her goals...and then some. Instead of letting negative situations overwhelm her, she charged ahead. (Love ya, MM)
For those of you thinking of switching careers - GO FOR IT! I did and am thrilled with the results. I'm not saying it was easy, but it was worth it. I wanted to have a flexible career to spend more quality time with my son, so I took the leap. I went from a very successful career of managing the worldwide public relations programs for a product division of a billion dollar company to working for myself in residential real estate. Yes, I know...real estate?!?!?! In this market?!!?! Call me crazy, but by my second year in real estate I achieved multi-million dollar sales levels. The secret: A can-do, positive attitude.
I'm obsessed with travel. It's like a crazy drug that flows faster through my veins than chocolate. Seriously. I'm obsessed. The other day I started planning a trip for the summer of 2010. Last year, I started planning for three-week Italian adventure for the summer of 2009. It's not easy but between my son's school, husband's schedule, my schedule, and other responsibilities, I make trips happen. I plan, save, and then reap the rewards as I sit by the pool eating freshly picked fruit while gazing over the Tuscan countryside.
If you have a goal (big, small or in between) take the steps to make it happen. You can do it, and I'm not just saying that. You can, seriously. Don't listen to the naysayers, even if it's your conscience. If, deep in your heart, you want to do something, you'll make it happen. If it doesn't happen, it means you never really wanted it in the first place.
I have this sign in my office that I ready daily: There are no shortcuts to any place worth going. Reaching your goals won't be easy. I'm sure you'll sacrifice a thing or two along the way, but it will be worth it. Believe me. Believe the gals who've already done it. But, most of all, believe in yourself.
Girl Power Rocks!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Hang on! It's gonne be a fun ride.
Last night one of my girlfriends celebrated a milestone birthday. The occasion was quite festive, allowing for a great group of women to come together, unwind...and laugh uncontrollably. As I looked around the room it became overwhelmingly obvious that I needed more time with my "girls."
I can't begin to tell you how many times I've said to a dear friend, "let's get together this weekend for a girl's night," only to cancel by Friday morning. My excuses were lame -- too tired, too much work, blah, blah, blah. Frankly, what the hell was I thinking?!?!?
There is nothing better for the soul than gathering with a group of women (new friends, old friends, friends-to-be, family) and letting loose. It's a chance to "let your hair down" and be a part of a little sisterhood. The talk is fantastic...and quite varied. Things you're thinking finally get said by another and then you realize, "hey! I've been there too!" It's quite liberating.
So, in the spirit of sisterhood, frank talk and just plain fun, I've started this blog. My goal is to make this a familiar place where anyone can come to ask a question, get information, or just comment on the silliness of life.
I'll comment, give advice or feedback on just about anything. At this point, nothing is off the table (but may be in the future). I don't claim to be a doctor, lawyer, stock market aficionado, etc. My formal training comes from years of experience being (in no particular order) single and pregnant; a friend; a single mom; a chubby teenager; wife; full-time mother; employee; a loser of 30lbs; self-employed; PTA member; referee; legal counselor; healer of wounds and hearts; quasi-well-traveled; being loved; not being loved; not liking some things; not liking some people; a pet lover; a dreamer; a realist; a delegator; a cook; and more. But, moreover, I LOVE to chat.
So...bring on your questions and comments. I'm here for ya!
I can't begin to tell you how many times I've said to a dear friend, "let's get together this weekend for a girl's night," only to cancel by Friday morning. My excuses were lame -- too tired, too much work, blah, blah, blah. Frankly, what the hell was I thinking?!?!?
There is nothing better for the soul than gathering with a group of women (new friends, old friends, friends-to-be, family) and letting loose. It's a chance to "let your hair down" and be a part of a little sisterhood. The talk is fantastic...and quite varied. Things you're thinking finally get said by another and then you realize, "hey! I've been there too!" It's quite liberating.
So, in the spirit of sisterhood, frank talk and just plain fun, I've started this blog. My goal is to make this a familiar place where anyone can come to ask a question, get information, or just comment on the silliness of life.
I'll comment, give advice or feedback on just about anything. At this point, nothing is off the table (but may be in the future). I don't claim to be a doctor, lawyer, stock market aficionado, etc. My formal training comes from years of experience being (in no particular order) single and pregnant; a friend; a single mom; a chubby teenager; wife; full-time mother; employee; a loser of 30lbs; self-employed; PTA member; referee; legal counselor; healer of wounds and hearts; quasi-well-traveled; being loved; not being loved; not liking some things; not liking some people; a pet lover; a dreamer; a realist; a delegator; a cook; and more. But, moreover, I LOVE to chat.
So...bring on your questions and comments. I'm here for ya!
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