I see the amazing, cute, uber-useful items, people make on blogs like "Make it and Love it" (link to the right), and a wave of motivation swells up inside me. Then I remember how few sewing projects I have ever completed and how many I have in line for my attention somewhere in my closet and how I don't really know how to sew anyway and how I get so impatient because it takes so long to measure and cut and how easy it is to write a run-on sentence when discussing my sewing inhibitions, and the wave of motivation crashes and rolls out like the tide leaving behind the residue of envy with the realization that I could change all that with enough motivation and time, uh, lots of time. Darn.
Well, at least I participated in a productive meeting tonight (see post below).
Notes: 1.This particular post is a direct result of to the 2-1 stroller/messenger bag idea on http://www.makeit-loveit.com/
2. I usually don't use the word uber. It's a little too trendy, and I'm not that hip. But, super just didn't seem to suffice in this situation.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I love meetings!
Most people I know express a general dislike for meetings. I am not one of those people. Even if I am subjected to an unorganized, inefficient meeting (they drive me crazy), I get a kick out of evaluating it and identifying how it could have been shorter or more effective. Weird, I know. I love agendas, too. Now that you know, go ahead and snicker in my general direction (northeast for most people reading this).
I've been involved as a member of the board of directors for our neighborhood cooperative for a little over a year now. I get a strange thrill of directing an efficient, interactive meeting regardless of the topic. Tonight we discussed a marketing plan, a pet policy, a grant funding option and reviewed our vision, mission and values to guide our strategic planning. It was awesome!
The members of our board are phenomenal. They are intelligent, considerate people from India, China, Jordan, Tanzania, Brazil and the USA. I love the dynamics as we analyze the options, play devil's advocate and learn from different points of view as we try to create or revise good policy for our community.
Some people like movies; I like meetings. Go figure.
I've been involved as a member of the board of directors for our neighborhood cooperative for a little over a year now. I get a strange thrill of directing an efficient, interactive meeting regardless of the topic. Tonight we discussed a marketing plan, a pet policy, a grant funding option and reviewed our vision, mission and values to guide our strategic planning. It was awesome!
The members of our board are phenomenal. They are intelligent, considerate people from India, China, Jordan, Tanzania, Brazil and the USA. I love the dynamics as we analyze the options, play devil's advocate and learn from different points of view as we try to create or revise good policy for our community.
Some people like movies; I like meetings. Go figure.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wicked
My sweet husband stayed home to put the baby to bed last night. I joined 21 friends in taking up the last center row in the Orpheum Theater in Minneapolis to experience Wicked.
What a great show! Powerful music. Clever plot. Amazing costumes. Witty lines. So fun!
Someday I will be able to sing like that, just give me a couple millennia.
What a great show! Powerful music. Clever plot. Amazing costumes. Witty lines. So fun!
Someday I will be able to sing like that, just give me a couple millennia.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Brownie Chocolate Chip Cookies
I added frozen brownie chunks to my chocolate chip cookies. Two words: Super Yummy!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Kiss is to blame
I'd thought I'd prepared a great Sunbeam lesson complete with games, acting out stories from the scriptures, a craft and a snack. But, apparently my Sunbeams didn't care. Usually, they are lots of fun, but this Sunday, they weren't too interested in participating or listening. Maybe I just didn't have the same inspiration as I did last week with Tim McGraw. The band at the State Fair Saturday night was Kiss. The "music" blared through our closed windows (okay, I admit I sang along to the chorus of "I want to rock and roll all night"). I can blame a rough Sunbeam lesson on a loud, obnoxious band. That's fair, right?
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