One Of My Proudest Days!

Ok. So this is going to be short and sweet. I’m sick in the bed but wanted to shoot this your way…

Band Back Together, the group site I help run with Becky (aka MommyWantsVodka) won the blogger’s equivalent of an Oscar last night, The Best Kept Secret Weblog Bloggie for 2011.

Here’s is what Becky posted on Band Back Together, and I cosign it saying it IS the most amazing place and is so much bigger than any one of us. We don’t do ANYthing except keep the place running. YOUR stories and YOUR sharing is what makes The Band a great group to be a part of it!

SO THANK YOU! For the votes, for the support, for the love. And to my husband who I KNOW thinks I just putz around on the computer all day for being genuinely excited last night when I woke him up to tell him. I think he knows now that it’s a place that is making a difference in MANY MANY lives.

So now I’m going back to bed to sleep off this stomach stuff (probably food poisoning from Oysterfest. GAH)

Love you ALL!!

Full-of-it Friday

My brain is just full of it. Full of STUFF. I thought of about a bazillion things this week and decided just to dump it all here! Lots of excitement and a couple of rants for you… get ready!

  • I wrote my first guest post for a friend’s site. It’s live today. You can read it here. Check out Hannah’s shop while you’re over there. She’s a fabulous Navy Wife living in Auburn and has great products!
  • It’s been one week since the closing of our house. I can’t even begin to tell you how much better we’ve slept and eaten and felt since then. I knew we were stressed, but had no clue to what extent it effected our daily lives. I’m now friends with our buyers on Facebook so it feels like I’m a fly on the wall! Can’t wait for them to finally be in the house for good. They still have to make their final move from Utah.
  • I signed up a few weeks ago with my friend Layla to be an Arbonne Consultant. Yes, some of you knew I sold it years ago but they’ve reformulated all their products and have a lot of new health & wellness products that are amazing. We are using the detox and vitamins and are feeling so wonderful on them. You can see my site here. (Or click on the cute button on the side of my site) Let me know if you’re interested in more information (or you can order directly from the site if you know that you need stuff).
  • If you look up at the top of the page, you’ll see a new bar. I was chosen to be a HerChannel Distribution Partner. HerChannel distributes wonderful video content on a wide variety of topics. You’ll see food, parenting and women’s issues on my tab. Check out the site, it’s really quite cool. You can go to my page here.
  • I’ve been offered a freelance writing job and have been working this week to get some posts out the door for that. The site launches next week, I believe, and I’ll let you know when it’s up and running! I’m very excited about this opportunity.
  • I met a super cool Twitter chick this week for lunch. Meredith met me at C’om, a Vietnamese restaurant here in Dunwoody, and we got to get to know each other better than we could on Twitter in 140 characters or less! She’s originally from Macon so we had some Middle GA stuff in common. She also had on badass red lipstick! I’m jealous she could pull it off. I may have to try it myself!

That’s the happy stuff. I have two short rants for you today, too! Yippee!!

  • I had planned, after getting my blood boiling yesterday, to write a big long rant about the jackass Representative, Bobby Franklin, here in Georgia proposing that miscarriage essentially should be a crime. I wasted a lot of time and brain cells yesterday being pissed about this, but realized that there is NO WAY it will pass and he’s already being billed as a sexist, ignorant, disgusting piece of shit by everyone else with half a brain, so I wouldn’t waste my time. I could (and probably still will) go off about him and the East Cobb voters that elected this “official” but it would serve only to ruin the calm feeling I’ve had this week after a fabulous Energy Session with my Healer. But just fyi, here’s a snippet of a story talking about this jackwagon and his idiotic rhetoric (with my commentary).
  • Franklin’s bill would classify the removal of a fetus from a woman for any reason other than to produce a live birth or to remove a dead fetus as “prenatal murder.” Physicians indicted for alleged “prenatal murder” would have their license suspended until they were found innocent of the crime. (The fact that 30% or more of all pregnancies end in miscarriage is apparently criminal)
    Although the legislation would not place any criminal penalties on natural spontaneous abortions, it would require miscarriages to be reported by hospitals and other medical institutions, and a fetal death certificate issued. (because our system for getting birth and death certificates isn’t backed up enough as it is, let’s add millions of miscarriages to it.)
    Authorities would be required to investigate the cause of fetal death in cases where a miscarriage occurs without attendance at a medical facility. (so if I suffer a traumatic miscarriage in my own home or at work, I have to then endure the compassionate “investigators” or be a criminal?)

    You still may get a post about it. Yes, I did read the 10 page bill and there are some wonderful one-liners that are absolutely absurd and highly offensive to all women, especially those who have endured a miscarriage, either via natural means or from having the baby die and have to have a D&C (like me, 2002, at 13.5 weeks). I’m pretty pissed about the cutting in funding for Planned Parenthood and all the anti-abortion debates, too. (Maybe it’ll be a “why I’m a Libertarian” post, hmm) My friend wrote a really good post on Libertarianism and women’s rights if you’re interested in reading it. My bottom line message for all of them is, KEEP YOUR AGENDA, RELIGION AND POLITICS AWAY FROM MY UTERUS.

  • I would also like to go off on Charlie Sheen. Uh, when you’re on the edge of falling down the rabbit hole and losing your TV show already (which you already SHOULD have), take my advice and don’t call your boss a “pu**y” or say their wife and kids are ugly, ok? Not a good plan. Good for Chuck Lorre for pulling the show. It had jumped the shark anyway. Good riddance. Also, Charlie? You’re NOT healed. Your brain canNOT heal what’s wrong with you on its own. You look like hell and need somebody to force you to get some real help before you end up six feet under like your show. Ta-ta for now, Mr. Sheen. You should be so proud of what your life has become.

We have a fun weekend planned. Going to the OysterFest tomorrow at Steamhouse Lounge and then Sunday, Henry’s being borrowed by our friends, an awesome couple who doesn’t have kids yet, to go see Gnomeo & Juliet in 3D. He is so excited and they are TOTALLY not creepy for wanting to see the movie and taking our kid as a cover-up!

Happy Friday to all of you… have a safe and wonderful weekend!

Water Is A Beverage, Too

Me: *pulls into a drive-through, rolls down the window to order*

Them: Welcome to wah wah wah wah wah wah order please?

Me: I’ll have a number 7 with a water, please.

Them: A number 6 with a coke?

Me: NO. A number 7 with a water.

Them: I’m sorry, you’ll have to get a soft drink or tea with that.

Me: But I want water.

Them: We can give you a small water cup if you want to get just the burger and fries.

Me: No. I’d like the big size water. I’ll pay for it just like I would a soft drink or tea.

Them: But we can only give water in a water cup.

Me: Well pretend you are filling it with tea but actually fill the cup with WATER.

Them: *long pause*

Me: You’re going to get my money whether you put tea or water in the BIG CUP.

Them: Your total is $4.93.

Me: *pulls to the window*

Them: *hands over a bag of food and a SMALL FREAKING WATER CUP*

Me: *trying my best not to jump through the window and strangle and idiot* I’d like the water in the regular size cup you would use if I got a soft drink.

Them: But we can only give water in a small water cup.

Me: NO. WATER IS A FREAKING BEVERAGE, TOO. Give me water in a regular size cup.

Them: *huffs and puffs around and hands me water in a regular size cup*

Jana: 1

Fast Food Restaurant: 0

Dragons and Unicorns and Mermaids, oh my!

Dragons and Unicorns and Mermaids, oh my!

Friday night, we were invited to the preview party for the Mythic Creatures exhibit at Fernbank Museum of Natural History. Last March, we decided to buy a membership to Fernbank and it has proven to be the best hundred or so dollars we’ve ever spent. I’d guess we’ve been 20 times since then. It’s about a 30 minute drive but parking is free, the exhibits are lovely and Henry thinks it’s the best place in the world!

Fernbank is the home of the Great Hall where the Argentinosaurus defends itself from a surprise attack by Giganotosaurus, while a flock of 21 Pterodaustro and three Anhanguera scatter overhead in reaction to the commotion. It’s really awesome to stand in the Hall beneath these giants and realize that something that big actually roamed the Earth millions of years ago.

But back to Mythic Creatures. Deanna and Giggy (aka @Giga_A_Dino)  invited us to this event and Henry was beside himself to be able to go. We arrived and Giggy was there and *gasp* knew Henry’s name!! His eyes got as big as saucers!

Inside the exhibit, his eyes got even bigger!!

DRAGON!!

Does this need a caption? UNICORN!!

Pegasus, carved out of wood. Beautiful.

A real Chinese Dragon. This was really cool. It's hanging from the ceiling and you can see how it works underneath. Also? It's LOOOONG!

Because Deanna wouldn't let me RIDE the unicorn, I had to settle for just tickling its beard. She wouldn't even agree to meet me there early to let me ride him. *sigh*

The exhibit was wonderful. I highly recommend it to anyone in the Atlanta area, especially if you have children. Fernbank is a treasure to this city and if you have never been, it’s worth the trip.

But before we left, of course, there were mermaids. This one was the prettiest!

**I was not compensated nor asked to write this review of the Mythic Creatures Exhibit at Fernbank. We went on our own free will and in fact, spent far too much money in their gift shop. So I guess WE compensated THEM for this review!

Are You In?

The other day, I volunteered at my son’s school for Lunch Bunch. I was disgusted by the table manners of the children as a whole. My Henry is not perfect by any stretch of the imagination but he does use his utensils (not his hands), uses his napkin (not his arm) and chews with his mouth closed. I expressed my disgust on Facebook and Twitter and a dialog started. Where have manners in general gone? Are parents not teaching them?

I asked my friend Kate if she would like to talk a bit about manners on here. She is a certified Business Etiquette Consultant. That’s fancy words for training and goading work forces toward productive and polite behavior. She’s the author of The Civilized Minute and also writes a blog under the same name.

Thank you, Kate, for agreeing to share with my readers about the importance of recognizing those teachable moments! Take it away…

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Childrens’ manners. Ugh. I am entrenched in the etiquette world and I even say ugh.

But, let’s be honest. It’s not the children that deserve the ugh. Kids don’t come into this world knowing not to stare at their friend’s dad’s ear hair. They must be told.

Don’t get me wrong, I love kids. I have 2 of my own. I mean we have 2 of our own…I keep forgetting The Hubs had a little something to do with it. A daughter who is 12, tall, witty… and holds her tea glass as if it were a baseball bat. A son who is 9, a practical joker, is very good at math…and usually smells very bad (although I recently discovered that smelling bad is a direct outcome of letting the dog lick your face). I love them dearly, but they are still kids who tend to act ridiculous in the very situations where I would prefer savvy over real.

When I’m conducting business etiquette training, here is an exercise I do with most groups. I ask each person to write the word ‘attitude’ vertically along the left margin of their paper. For each letter in the word, they are to write a characteristic of a person with a good attitude. For example, A might be ‘always offers to help a coworker’, T might be ‘takes criticism well’ and so on. After the lists are made, I ask this question: How do you think this person acquired all these wonderful qualities? It never fails. Someone always says “It started at home.” Or, “The way they were raised.” These are not educators or child psychologists talking here. These are just people who go to work, go to the ball field, go to the grocery store, the post office, the doctor’s office.

I couldn’t agree more with their comments. Instruction on how to appropriately interact with other people does begin at home and it begins early. After a visit to her son’s school cafeteria, Jana thinks so, too. That’s why she asked me write this post. And, after watching a tween- aged child speak horribly to her mother in the grocery store (I would have been tempted to douse her with that Cool Whip that poor lady was holding) and after watching a grown man display some serious aggression toward the middle school basketball game referee, I told her I was IN.

We recycle paper and plastic to ensure a healthy earth for our future generations. We also have a responsibility to ensure a civil and courteous America by teaching our children the importance of simply being nice. You see, there is a fine line between ethical behavior and etiquette. And, it blurs with each passing childhood year. You start with teaching a toddler to look at someone’s eyes when they say Hello and, before you know it, you are talking to your college son about how a man’s character can be determined by the way he greets every man, woman and child. You aren’t just telling your child to sit still and quietly in his chair while you fill out forms at the vet’s office. You are preparing him for situations you won’t always be there to guide him through. Using the correct fork and taking small bites of food may not seem terribly important to teach a 5 year old, but knowing the different ways we express our appreciation for people who do things for us is very important. Even at 5, a child can understand that it hurts Mommy’s feelings to snub her chicken casserole and even Mommies like to hear sweet words like Thank you for cooking my supper {again}. (I just added that. You don’t have to teach them to say ‘again’.)

I am happy to do what I can to make sure my 2 kids appreciate and respect the people who inhabit our world. So, I’ll take care of mine, Jana is taking care of hers, I have high hopes for the mom at the grocery store…what about you? Are you in?

For all that is relaxing and good about a shopping trip to Publix or trying to read a book in any pediatrician’s waiting room, please say Yes.

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