I’ve recently joined the masses who listen to audio books in the car. It’s not a favorite pastime of mine, but as a single mom, I don’t have much, or any, time to read, and I still do want to further my own knowledge about different subjects. More on audio books at a different time. The particular book that I am listening to now is called Good Leaders Ask Great Questions by John C. Maxwell. The premise of the book is great, and as I connect the material to my work, I also cannot help but connect it to my role as a mother. (more…)
It’s that time of year again! The time to gather up your life’s financials from the last year and hope and pray that the computer screen or tax professional across from you pops up a nice, big number. Your financials also give you a chance to reflect on how your year went with a different perspective. This year, as I look back on my year of finance and reflect, I can think of a couple of things to be grateful for. (more…)
Easter weekend has become a busy, busy time. It rivals Christmas in the number of activities that we do and the amount of sweets eaten. The traditions I had as a child have certainly been built upon and expanded. This year was no different. The Easter egg hunt that we attend is put on by a local church and it is amazing. Each year they add something new and exciting. This year, they added a helicopter egg drop. It was so cool, and I think my mom and I were just as, if not more, thrilled with it than the girls. Check out the video on our Instagram. (more…)
Prior to my move to Indiana, I had never had Indian food. It wasn’t that the other places that I lived didn’t offer this option, I just didn’t really know what it was. If you don’t know what something is, it’s hard to make the choice to try it. Lesley loves Indian food and has forced me, I mean, invited me to join her at two different Indian restaurants in town. I was pleasantly surprised with both, but my favorite trip came when Lesley was publishing her book Clancy and the Search for the Mashed Potato (more…)
I’m 500 miles and two days away from my daughter.
When I first traveled for work, leaving Story behind, I was full of excitement (I get the bed and television to myself!), confidence (I’m a successful woman whose talents are needed beyond the walls of our little yellow house!), and craving (I want to learn all I can from this experience!). Now, I just want to be home. I feel like a child at camp, homesick amidst all the fun to be had around me. If Story could read, I’d write her a letter.