>The Mad Men series premiere! To make your own Mad Men caricature, go here. By the way, I am waaaay more busty on Mad Men than in my real life!
>I wish I could get the images the same size, but can you tell a huge difference in the two sofas shown below? Other than the couple of thousand dollars difference?
Does anyone know a way to keep two black labs from rubbing up against sofas? Beside using strategically placed sofa tables, chairs, electric fencing? Just kidding. I think.
Both are slipcovered, so they could be easily cleaned, and both are approximately the same size. One is from one of those stores that you typically want everything that you see on their shelves, and the other is one of those stores that I don’t think I realized they even sell furniture.
>We’ve been taking the girls to free concerts that take place in our city the past few weekends. It’s a great way for us to socialize with our friends, enjoy some music, and a little picnic. It’s also a good time for the girls to get out and socialize and they love that there are new people to watch, grass to touch, oh and snacks to eat. I think they eat from the time we arrive to the time we leave.
- While on the picnics, grabbing the container of fruit when their plates are empty as if to tell me to “hurry up, already.”
- Making the “mmm, mmm, mmm” sound when they see the alphabet crackers aka cookies.
- Maddy slaps the tray of her highchair when she sees me coming with strawberries. They love them and literally eat fistfuls at a time.
- Enjoying fresh fruits and veggies. They love plums, pluots, mangoes, kiwi, peaches, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, cantaloupe, pineapple, etc. I try to find new fruits to buy just to watch them gobble them up. Oh, my neighbor came around the following day after the Indian giver incident and brought us a boatload of tomatoes, squash, and cucumbers. Maybe he reads my blog!
- Libby has been making a “guh” sound when she sees the doGs. I think it must be her way of saying “dog” and she’s picking up on the G sound.
- Libby has taken a couple of unassisted steps about three different times.
- Maddy hasn’t ventured with the walking just yet, but looks so funny when I see her just standing in the middle of the room.
- They each have five teeth and Maddy is currently cutting two more (one on top, one on the bottom). Libby is definitely showing all signs of cutting more, but I don’t see anything at the surface just yet.
- Operation Sippy Cup
>I’m playing along with Kelly’s Korner, Show Us Your Life and today’s theme is posting your wedding dress.
I might as well get a little more use of it, so here goes.
Here we are in the church parlor, trying to get it down. That is me (with the veil) and my BFF and one of my Matron of Honors, Mad About Plaid Girl.
I think my feet are under there!
Leaving the church after our ceremony. You can’t tell I was excited, can you?
Posing for a shot after the ceremony.
Dancing with Hubby for our first dance as Mr. and Mrs.
It took me a while to find my dress. I first tried it on at a boutique that is no longer open and broke out in hives. I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing, but my friend D., who had gone with me assured me it was. I felt like I tried on every other dress available trying to see if I could find one that I loved as much as my own.
It was designed by Marisa and was pretty simple, with the exception of the crystals and pearls that embellished at the waist. The dress was heavy, and full, and had a long train that I ended up getting dirty before the ceremony. Oh well … it seemed like a huge deal at the time, but it never mattered. It’s now safely stored and I would love if Maddy or Libby decided to wear it one day.
>I met my group affectionately known as the “crazy running girls” this morning, 5:45 AM to be exact. We ran our 4.5 mile route, talked about life, solved world problems, complained about hills and humidity, discussed birthday cakes, and made it back to our cars.
>Wasn’t it just last year that I was pimping myself out to the Internet to find a job? Well, guess what? It’s that time again
I am still currently employed, but found out that my job will be coming to a close at the end of the year. I appreciate the advance notice, but I just can’t ignore this feeling like a huge rock in my stomach every day.
My current job is part-time and from home and is honestly, almost perfect. Unfortunately, my company is facing some serious competition near where we are headquartered, so they have realigned the entire marketing budget/efforts and will be cutting 4 positions, including mine. They employ several people who do what I do, but in different markets across the US. The good thing and bad thing about my company … they are small enough to make quick decisions.
And as many of you know, our state unemployment rates seem to do nothing but climb.
I also work in marketing and if any of you are searching in that particular category, you know what kind of jobs you typically find.
*SPORTS MARKETING!!! GREAT PAY!!! FLEXIBLE HOURS!!!*
Um, no. I’d rather not get dropped off in a neighborhood and hawk magazine subscriptions for a living.
*WORK FROM HOME. MAKE $$$$*
Um, no again. I don’t want to pay you equal monthly installments of $129.99 to give me a “job.”
*AVON SALES REPRESENTATIVE*
Not that I have anything against Avon, but how did this end up in the marketing category?
So, here I am. Trying to be positive and continue to do a good job for my company for the rest of the year.
I’m faced with … trying to decide if I’m really ready to go back to the days (if I can find a job) of 40+ hours a week, nice pointy-toed shoes, office coffee and office politics, and hopefully a rewarding job in marketing/pr. After all, my resume now looks more than spotty after 4 layoffs in the last 10 years. Plus, it means that I have to leave two pint-sized “bosses” with someone else for 8+ hours a day. I also have to factor in paying for care for those two pint-sized bosses.
Or, could lightning really strike twice and I could find something that would be part-time, flexible, and give me time with the girls, but also time to turn on my brain in only a way that gainful employment does? I just don’t know if it’s possible.
Or, could I really be a full-time SAHM? Would I really be good at this? Do I have the sanity to do this? Can we afford this? Then if I wanted to go back to work when the girls are in school, and after 4 years of staying at home, would anyone really hire me?
I know that I have a while to think about this, but if I were to go back to work full-time, we would have to line up childcare. Currently, I use a sitter service when I need it, but it would be way too cost prohibitive to use 40+ hours a week. The childcare situation here, like so many other areas is highly competitive and we are still on waiting lists from when I was pregnant and still haven’t received calls that our spots are open. I really don’t think I want to be back in the full-time arena yet and I also think that I’m not 100% suited for a full-time SAHM position either.
>Ok, so maybe it’s a stretch, but when he sings/raps about “Does anyone make real shi* anymore?”, I felt like I could have asked “Does anyone give real customer service anymore?” when I was at my former bank today.
Hubby and I married in 2005 and had four bank accounts between us. We actually added another when we bought our house in 2007, but were still doing all of our banking separately. It drove me crazy, but much like the gift that Hubby has that he never balances his checkbook at all, but pretty much knows how much money is in his account at any given time.
We had finally decided to consolidate our accounts, move our direct deposits, and close the other accounts. I deemed myself “banker in charge” of the household and I now have a special drawer for any receipts and bills.
So, we went to close out two of our accounts today and receive a check so we could move this money into our savings account.
So, we wait … and wait for the personal banking lady to come out and see us. We get a VP who takes us back and asks how she can help us.
We tell her that we need to close our accounts and get a check.
The only thing she really ever asked was, “Are you sure you need to close the account? We hate to close accounts.” Never did she ask why we were closing (or we would have told her because of all of your new monthly fees), or even try to give us a sales pitch to get us to stay.
It just irks me, because I’ve been with this particular bank for over 15 years. Maybe I’m just old-fashioned or trying to live like it was the 1950’s, but shouldn’t businesses at least act like they care about you? Especially with the given economy?
And if it weren’t for my addiction with online banking, I may just resort back to sticking my money under the mattress!