who's out there?

As an avid blog reader (well, avid reader of all words), I have recently been greatly disturbed by the number of people who one: have blogs, two: post billions of photos and write stories of their children, and three: allow anyone to read about it. If I am reading these blogs, who else is reading them? It's not too hard to figure out Johnny's mommy's address in Portland. Does anyone else find this slightly worrying?...

it's been a while

The past week has been a little crazy at work, but I really enjoyed every minute of it. That makes me happy-- I know that I am right where I need to be. :)

The boy is loving the month long celebration of sugar, friends, santa, etc...

Happy all things December to you!

learnings

So, I have been at a training all week in IL. I ate muscles with my brother and drank an amazing beer. But, I also learned that I need to "know when to mentor and when to be a jackass."

Good advice for my position.

pravailing peace

http://www.worldpeace.org/

arrgh!

I get very frustrated when I pay for a service and the final prodcut just isn't right. For the third time in a month, I had my bicycle in the bike shop and once again, it still isn't right. Why, why, why must I pay money (a substantial amount non-the-less) for a half-ass job!?

I also get annoyed when I need a double "a" batteries, and I have every other kind of battery and no double "a" s! So, I had to take two out of my clock-- I am sure that there will be a power outage tonight. All this to be able to right click on a mac!

Arrgh!

a post in the road

I'm diving in and starting a blog...

"I have things I want to talk about and you do to"

But, not about Mr. Rogers.

Tonight my son and I had our weekly dance party on my grandparents' lanai. Since our only option is a tape player made to look like a juke box, we danced our hearts out to "Bille Jean" and "To all the Girls I've Loved Before."

Some memories are just too precious to keep to myself. :)