Friday, November 18, 2011

Tie One On

When I was a kid I hated having to sell things for school Whether it was gift wrap or girl scout cookies I wanted it to magically just happen without me having to ask people for money. To this day that's something I'm still not comfortable with. Even working at retail and now as a server, I make sure people know what it is they are paying for. I don't want anyone to feel ripped off or obligated to buy. But there was one fundraiser I didn't mind selling to my mom and that was the red ribbons from MADD.

Mothers Against Drunk Driving has been a cause that has been near and dear to my heart most of my life. With Thanksgiving less than a week away I thought this would be a good time to sell virtual red ribbons from MADD. This time I'm not asking for money, all you have to do is buy into the concept of designated driving. Call a cab, call a friend, or heck just don't drink at all. I know I enjoy me some sparkling grape juice on New Year's. Why is this so important to me? Because I love being alive. Every. Single. Day.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Social Media Guru

My dream job is to get paid for what I'm doing right now. I would love to be a professional blogger getting money for typing up stories about my life and my dogs. How awesome would it be to work from home, or from Starbucks, and take pictures, tweet, post to Facebook, and run a website about YOU!?! Sounds a little self-centered in writing but still pretty darn cool. I'm hoping at least one day I'll have more than just my fam reading to check in on how I'm doing out here in Washington. I have a feeling the day I move back home will be the day my page views drop like a rock. But just like everything I do, there would still be something that would go wrong and that's what makes for a good blog post anyway right?

Take moments ago for example. I was pre-thinking tomorrow's dog blog and decided to write about Mister's snazy new coat. So what do I need for said blog? A staged pick of the little dude in it of course! This requires a treat, extra lighting in the apartment, and Missy locked in her crate. A lot of work for a two second pic but I'm thinking I'll probably need more than one, different angles, find a cute face, that sort of thing. As I click the first pic the camera battery goes dead. Well that ends tonight's pre-blog prep. But it made me think how much I really do love this sort of thing. I was thinking about how I'd tweet the pick and then blog the pic and tomorrow I'd Facebook post the link of the blog with the pic. And hey, maybe this might get me new followers and the Missaroo new likes and up my Klout! ((I prob lost half of you at tweet)) Wow, total nerd alert. What can I say, I love social media. Every. Single. Day.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Book of Awesome

I know it has been FOREVER since I blogged so the pressure is really on to make the next one back AMAZING! Well I went for awesome instead. I have less than 10 days to get my Christmas list into the fam and The Book of Awesome will def be on it..... Here's Why The Book of Awesome Trailer

I love being AWESOME. Every. Single. Day.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

First Day of School

Today was the first day of preschool and kindergarten for my little daycare tikes. They were full of excitement as they greeted me first thing in the morning. I got to check out how awesome their new backpacks, lunch boxes, outfits, and haircuts were. Everyone had a story to tell and one little boy in particular was so excited to be in Mrs. Larson's class he just couldn't talk about anything else. When I told Pam ((Mrs. Larson)) about it she said, "oh he's been excited for the last 7 months!" I love how excited they all are about going to school.

Since today was the first day and the daycare I work at is pretty much a part of the school, I had the honors of taking those in morning kindergarten and preschool over to the chapel for the opening festivities. It made my heart smile to have two little hands holding mine while another four year old yammered on and on about how awesome it was going to be. I made sure they had their right name tags, helped them put it on, and than walked them into the church to find their seats. I almost didn't want to leave them. On the trot back to the daycare I thought, "I can't wait to have one of my own to walk to his or her first day of school." Although I'm probably years away from it, today made me realize how much I love the thought of having a kid, Every. Single. Day.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

An Interesting Turn of Events

I recently learned that one of my former co-workers at KREM is now headed for the big city of Seattle. My immediate reaction was "Good for her! That's awesome!" My second reaction was "there's a producer opening at KREM I never saw coming so soon." Two days after I found out she was leaving I thought about going back.

There are many things I miss about my former life. The money, the amazing insurance package, the clout, the rush of breaking news and severe weather, the competitiveness. But I left for very, very personal reasons so I knew I needed some more time to think it through. What I forgot to do was pray about it.

This morning I went to church and the whole service almost made me cry. Tears formed, but I was able to choke them back. It was all about how we forget to pray things through, we look for others to be our best friends when really all we need is Jesus, and how we start to sink when we take our eyes off Jesus ((ala Simon Peter trying to walk on water)). That's it, I'm staying put.

I hope that the door to news is not shut forever, but right now it might be where I want to be but it is not where God wants me to be. I need to work on my relationship with him. Somewhere along the way of long hours and taking care of the dogs, I took my eyes off Jesus and started to worry about myself, my life, my stuff and forgot to worry about my faith. I left KREM because it was toxic for me there and it might still be. Instead of working on the news, I'll work on my relationship with Jesus. Every. Single. Day.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Grammar Police

A co-worker of mine recently started text messaging me a lot. It was all fun and games until he repeatedly used "your" incorrectly. He thinks "your" can be used in the same way the contraction for "you are" can be. WRONG. Oh my does this bother me to my very core. The first time I tried to subtly tell him he misused the word. The second and third time I told him it annoyed me and he really needed to fix it if he wanted to continue to text me. The fourth time I just about threw the phone across the room. Was he trying to annoy me right over the edge? He actually asked if I was just joking about being annoyed by it. Seriously? I mean seriously? Have we met? 

Now I don't like to consider myself the grammar police and I'm sure if you went over this blog you'd find a few mistakes here and there. I don't pretend to be perfect, but I do have respect for the English language. Clearly, this man does not and therefore we have nothing else to discuss. There are many, many things to find sexy about a man, but nothing beats good banter, ambition, wit, and nerdy convos about sentence structure. I was lucky enough to find this combo once, I'm starting to doubt if I ever will again. Where have all the single, sexy, grammatically correct men gone? Wherever they are I miss, love, and cherish them. Every. Single. Day. 

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Writer's Block

For the first time in my life I have writer's block. So like everything else that happens to me, I decided to blog about it. For a woman who loves words, books, writing, and all things social media this is pretty much a nightmare. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm out of ideas or anything. I have a TON of blog post ideas rolling around in my head, but every time I sit down to write, the words just don't flow from my head to my fingers as easily as they once did.

I think the biggest problem is I went from writing multiple stories a day to blogging maybe once a week. I'm out of practice. Plus, my work life and even most of my home life nowadays doesn't revolve around the computer. I use to read a lot of other blogs more as well. They would kind of be my inspiration. Reading about other people's lovely lives makes me want to write about my own. Where is the love online people!?! OK that might have sounded wrong unintentionally, but you get the idea. So today I ask you, or implore you rather to help me out. I need to feel, live, and read about your lovely lives to help inspire mine, Every. Single. Day.