Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Drive by blogging...

Flying solo for the next week and a half...brain's a wee bit fried right now, so here we go...

*Work stuff is hitting frantic mode...less than two months out from our first event of the season and I'm still searching for sponsors. However, on a very cool note...I finally found a media outlet to run a feature series on our adult/child team adventure race. Yea. When the publisher of a local family magazine emails me and tells me that she looked over our website and it was by far the coolest thing she's ever seen...it's a great feeling...sort of makes all of this worth it. So...back to frantic mode...I'm meeting with their production team later this week. Would it be tacky to take along my writing portfolio? Just wondering.

*I'm living with a
red headed, 26 pound ball of meltdown fury...she was just a little pissed off yesterday when it finally dawned on her that Daddy wasn't home and wasn't going to be home any time soon. This morning was fun.

*The dark side of the EOD/k9 wife role...I spent an hour out in the backyard yesterday picking up dog crap. Snow and ice had finally cleared out, and the kiddos couldn't even go out an play due to big, heaping yard mines! I don't get paid enough. Wait...I don't get paid at all...

*In the "silver lining" theme...in the middle of poop scooping yesterday I came across wee little crocus buddlings popping up...and that only means one thing...SPRING!

*The commercial playing during the Olympics...the one with the kids and the mom at the end? "To their moms they'll always be kids"? I cry. Every. Single. Time.

*Weather forecast is calling for more snow tomorrow. I'm ignoring it. In my head I'm laying on the beach in Mombasa.

So there you go. I'm going to bed.

6 comments:

Soozcat said...

There's a reason why the term "labor of love" was invented... there are some things that simply cannot be purchased with mere money. No one would be a mother if it involved pay compensation; no amount of money could begin to cover what you do. It's a calling.

Dori said...

So true, Sooz! Just like if other moms revealed the "real" truth, no one else would join them! Maybe. Hardest job I've ever had--and by far and above the most amazing, and most rewarding.

But cleaning up after the COUNTY OWNED DOG...whole other story! My husband has "dog care" time built into his work day...technically allowing him an extra day off due to overtime restrictions. Though I'm sure my martyrdom will be rewarded when he returns...

Cop Mama said...

Oh yes, the joys of being in K9! The dog hair too! Never was one, but I can imagine!

I know, that commercial totally gets me EVERY time too!

MONICA-LnP said...

we have a german shep and I am so glad I don't have to pick up after her,my poor son on the other hand has learned to do it daily or else he's out there for a veryyyy long time!

Natalie said...

I too have a redhead tot, but it's more personality than hair color since she's more strawberry blonde.

I started to cry during that same commercial but just blamed it on pregnancy hormones. Glad I'm not the only one it affected.

Yay for crocus buds! I discovered a few buds around my home which are now covered with snow, but it was VERY motivating to see!

Suburbia said...

I love catching up here, always makes me smile. Good luck for the week ahead :)