I recently over heard a co-worker on the phone replying to a question I didn’t hear, “Not bad for a Monday.” Undoubtedly the question was something to the effect of “How are you?” And his response is one I am familiar with, having heard several variations thereof over the course of my 10+ years in Corporate America. Why do we hate Mondays? There are even songs about it! (Bangles, The Mamas and The Papas) Read more »
My Earth Day Post
On my last two visits to Quizno’s I noticed they have changed the way they wrap their sandwiches for carry-out. Normally this kind of thing wouldn’t garner a second thought from me, but the new way they are wrapping their sandwiches is somewhat annoying to me. So I looked into it and discovered Quizno’s is trying to “be green.”
I happen to be something of a sandwich lover. Turkey sandwiches to be specific. So you will regularly see me at Subway, Togo’s, or as in the case today, Quizno’s. Read more »
As I was chasing after my daughter yesterday to retrieve some item she pulled out of my purse I thought about all the skills I have acquired since I became a mother. My reflexes have become near lightning quick in order to stop potential disasters as well as to keep up with the super human speed at which my 2 year old can move when trying to escape me. My sense of hearing is near bionic. I can hear my daughter cry, whimper, or get into trouble from several rooms away. The list goes on…
Then I began thinking about a conversation I had earlier that day with my new boss. She and I had agreed that we liked to jump in and tackle an assignment and get it done sooner rather than later. I realized that I had not always been like that. I used to thrive under the pressure of a deadline (still do), but now I prefer to just get the work done and out of the way. What changed? I believe it was becoming a mother that changed me. Read more »
I recently read an article on ModernMom.com about how annoying men can be when they are sick. This struck a chord with me because my man can’t seem to do anything while he is sick; meanwhile I carry on and am expected to take of our daughter like nothing is wrong. (Just to be fair, the last time I was sick my hubby was absolutely wonderful to me and helped out extra without being asked.) But the point is, when HE is sick the world stops and reading that article made me feel just a little bit better about it because I was not alone in being married to “cold wuss”. Read more »