"Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Writing Well"
I don’t see what’s so funny, this is me and Kevin every day.
That’s why our marriage works, don’t you know, because we torment each other.
Also? Snow. *DROOL*
I’m not a big fan of snow, but since we’ve had 100 degrees plus these past few weeks? I could go for a little snow right about now.
You enjoy your long weekend, ya hear?
I ran across another interesting meme that I thought I’d play around with …
I definitely think we need more encouraging words, don’t you? 🙂
So first, yes, this is an actual board that I have on my fridge. But no, I didn’t write it because if I wrote it, you wouldn’t be able to read it. Seriously. My handwriting is AWFUL.
And yes. That’s a picture of Jazz when he was a baby. (He’s 16 now).
Anyway. I like this saying because it reminds me to appreciate the here and now. Since both boys are getting older (one graduated from high school this past May, and my youngest is a Junior this year), I’m so focused on their futures that I forget they are people NOW. And that I really don’t have that much time left with either of them. Even though I need to think about their future, I also need to think about who they are now, as well.
Are you appreciating the time you have with your children right now? How?
Someone linked to a Zumba video that was playing this song on Facebook today – I’ve been jamming ever since.
Listen to this song and tell me you’re not shaking your booty, or wagging a finger at least.
(Click the blue arrow to play)
If you’re not, then you’re lying.
Or dead.
Or a dead liar.
Today was busy. I was all over the place today.
I got up to the office at ten (I had a bunch of emails to answer at home first), and then I went on an interview at 1:00 this afternoon.
I’m pretty sure I blew the interview. No, no, I’m not just saying that – I couldn’t focus and I knew right away that me and the person just didn’t click. It was hot, I was dressed in slacks and a blouse and I had to park a ways from the building, so by the time I got into the building, I was sweating. And then, when I couldn’t think of how to respond to some of the questions, I got nervous. Which only made the sweating worse, which only served to make me more nervous and before long, all I could think was, “I wonder if she sees my sweat mustache?”
I did not leave with a good feeling.
I’m pretty sure I won’t be called for a second interview.
Then, I sold four books. Actually, I received an email from the buyer of the third book before Amazon even alerted me that I had sold a third book. The buyer wanted me to address the book to a certain person, and he wanted it NOW. So, after I picked Jazz up from school, I gathered up the books and was packaging them when someone bought a fourth book.
I mailed all four books today. I bet the person who bought the fourth book minutes before I walked out of the door thought I was all kinds of awesome for shipping her book not even an hour after buying it.
She’d be right – about the awesome part.
After all of that, I had just enough time to get to the office, answer a few emails and then race home to get dinner ready before Jazz had to report back to school for yet another band practice.
I had just returned home, got settled in and was updating some sites when Jazz called – thirty minutes later – he was ready to leave.
That boy NEEDS to get his license.
Which we’re working on.
Slowly but surely.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/109455535706873856
I live for Fridays. Not only because it’s Friday, end of the workweek, start of the weekend, but because they’re late days at our house this school year.
I can sleep an extra hour on Fridays.
I like sleep.
Sleep makes me happy.
Especially on our new bed (which is becoming more and more comfortable).
I miss my Euro pillows though.
Which I bought, arrived on my doorstep but somehow I didn’t receive.
FedEx is investigating the case of the missing pillows as we speak.
I hope the thief who stole them doesn’t get any sleep.
Because stealing is wrong.
Jerk.
I think I need that extra hour of sleep.
Wouldn’t you agree?
The stories behind some of the tweets I posted this past week:
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/107141555562872832
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/107558489378918400
Crazy, right? Watch how ugly the protesters are.
Talk about setting a good example for our children.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/107882761108455424
Raised in a $1.5 million Barrington Hills, Ill., home by their attorney father, two grown children have spent the last two years pursuing a unique lawsuit against their mom for “bad mothering” that alleges damages caused when she failed to buy toys for one and sent another a birthday card he didn’t like.
Proof positive that people will sue over EVERYTHING. You can’t control how crazy people are, but it frustrates me that there are lawyers out there that take on these crap suits. I mean … come ON. Didn’t buy them the TOYS they wanted?!?
Give me a break.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108906923784540161
That’s right – it looks like we might have a thief trolling our neighborhood. Kevin said he had read about people trolling neighborhoods and stealing packages. I don’t know, with certainty, if this is what happened, I filed a claim with FedEx that I never received the package (the tracking shows they dropped the package off on our front porch, but I never received it), so it’s possible they delivered it to the wrong house.
Or. Someone stole it.
I mean, it’s really not that big of a deal – they were only pillows, I’m just grateful it wasn’t something more expensive or more important, but still, it was $30 bucks.
I’m not taking any more chances. Any future packages will be delivered to the office from now on.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108930992256991233
Hot topic on Twitter today. It’s a long-sleeved tee that says, “I’m too pretty to do homework so my brother has to do it for me.”
Yeah. Not exactly the message we want to teach our girls. At any rate, there was so much hoopla over it that JCPenney removed the listing.
Even though I’m annoyed with the buyer who approved this line of clothing, I can’t really fault them – they were only doing their job. They bought something that they thought people would buy. The fault really lies with the parents who BUY this crap thereby making a demand for it.
Parents: Stop buying sexist stuff like this and manufacturers will stop making sexist stuff like this.
*POOF* Problem solved.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108932919271227392
Our PTA clothing bank is open for business. Parents are instructed to pick up vouchers from their school offices and take those vouchers down to the Clothing Bank and pick out clothes for their children. They pass out vouchers to ensure that people walking in off the street can’t use the facility – it’s designed to help parents in the community who need the extra help.
I tweeted this because there was a huge discussion on the school district’s Facebook page last winter about how buses shouldn’t run on bitterly cold days and think of the poor kids who have to stand outside and wait for them.
Yes. I feel sorry for the kids who have to ride the bus in the dead of winter. BUT, winter comes every year and winter is generally pretty cold (duh), so parents, if your children have to wait for the bus, then PREPARE them by making sure they have coats, boots, gloves, etc. And if these parents can’t afford this winter wear on their own, then there are places like the Clothing Bank that can help.
There are NO EXCUSES not to prepare our children for something as predictable as winter. I get so annoyed with parents who act all indignant about these sorts of things when they can CLEARLY do something about it – MONTHS ahead of time, even.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108963191882657792
Apparently, this university spent a lot of time on this report that pretty much spells out how much the stimulus DID NOT WORK – in fact, it had the opposite effect.
And our man-child president wants to introduce ANOTHER stimulus package?
What an unbelievably stupid man.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108963544824954882
There are no words for this one – it’s just horrifying that someone would take their own life like this.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108964686531264512
Kevin watched this video a lot today:
And then Dude said, “Isn’t it weird how much cat stuff is on the Internet?”
And I said, “Isn’t it weird how PASSIONATE cat people get whenever someone dares to criticize cats on the Internet?”
Come on, you know it’s true.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108965326389133314
‘Bout damn time someone made these punks pull their pants up.
http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/108968129337630720
Newsalert has posted a chart from a Wall Street Journal blog titled “Recession and the Rich.” The chart, based on 2009 IRS figures, shows that the number of taxpayers reporting annual income over $1 million fell 39 percent between 2007 and 2009; the number of super-wealthy individuals making over $10 million annually plunged 55 percent.
The carnage wasn’t confined to millionaires. The number of taxpayers earning over $200,000 per year also decreased by 612,000 – or 13 percent.
Soooo, question – if making the rich pay more is the Democrats’ big plan to bring our economy back under control, what happens when there aren’t any rich people anymore?
Then what?
What’s the big plan then?
I’m just asking.
by John Schoenheit
As Christians living for the Lord, each of us should recognize that we are in a spiritual battle, and do what it takes to stand in the fight day after day, week after week, month after month, and year after year throughout our lifetime. In this regard, Ephesians 6:10-17 is an exceptionally pertinent section of Scripture, wherein God compares the armor of a Roman soldier to the spiritual armor each Christian must put on if he is to stand for a lifetime. This teaching, which is both enlightening and inspiring, exposits those key verses.
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Jazz’s new band uniforms arrived yesterday. I took him out to take the traditional “by the tree” picture.
I like them, especially compared to last year’s:
They look more polished and definitely more up-to-date than their old ones. (I think they had their old uniforms something like ten years before they “retired” them).
But, I think the jackets are a little too short and his uniform is TIGHT. I’m hoping it stretches a bit with use. These are brand new uniforms and they measured him before they ordered so … I guess we’ll have to make it work.
The new hats are brown, the same color as the uniform. They will have a white feather again.
First competition is October 1st in Tulsa. Can’t wait!!
Update: Jazz is going to talk to them about his uniform today. Is it SUPPOSED to be this tight? Are the jackets SUPPOSED to be this short? We’re thinking it’s just too small, but we’ll know more after he talks to his band directors.
UPDATE #2: Yep. He picked up the wrong uniform. Whew! We swapped them out today. Though his new one is still tight, it’s not as tight as the picture above. The jackets are supposed to be short – they’re supposed to look more like a tuxedo-type of uniform. At any rate, I’m glad he asked as he had someone else’s by mistake! Oops!
Freedom threw her favorite sweater into her suitcase at the last minute. She hurriedly closed the lid, but was careful not to make a sound. She was sitting on top, trying to make it close that last half inch when the alarm went off.
“CRAP!” she hissed. She had totally forgotten about the automatic setting on her alarm clock. Sweat dotted her upper lip as she frantically worked to close the case.
“Freedom! Time to get up!” her mother yelled from down the hallway.
She sighed with relief as it finally clicked. Grabbing the case, she ran toward the window.
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Write up to 100 words, fact or fiction….
This is a themed writing meme hosted by The Head’s Office. The goal is to write something that does not exceed 100 words. The prompt this week is in italic.
Write From Karen 