Monthly Archive for November, 2008

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Back on track

The last couple weeks have been stressful for Claire and me.  Something shifted, and my sweet well-behaved little girl had started acting up in stores.  All of a sudden, she would try to run around like crazy and cause general mayhem.  This was just not like her!  Is this a new stage?  This is not good!

It got to where I dreaded going to the various stores.  I had my incentives in place for her, but it seemed to be a crapshoot.  She’d either be really good or really horrible, and either way, I was exhausted…because I’d be so concerned about when she was going to throw the next fit, or I’d be in the middle of dealing with one.

This was so not like her.  This was not like me, and I didn’t like it one bit.

I’m working on our Holiday Letters, and this year, I’m doing something differently.  I wanted to go to a local scrapbooking store to get some supplies.  I’m not a scrapbooker, but this store had exactly what I needed.  The thought of taking This Current Claire into this store was daunting.  Have you ever been in a scrapbooking store?  It’s full of tiny, wonderful pieces, and it’s all horribly distracting…and that’s for the adults!  Just imagine what it’s like for a preschooler!  ;)

But, I didn’t want to wait until Claire’s Young Preschooler Class to go without her, so I decided to bite the bullet and tackle the situation.

I was telling a friend on the phone about my plan for the day, when it hit me.  Of course Claire was going to be naughty if that’s what I was expecting.  Of course there would be issues if I was sure there were going to be issues!

What happened to the positive person I used to be?  Where was my positive energy?  And, more importantly, why did it take me almost two weeks to realize what had happened to me??

I made a change right there.  I forced a total reboot of my brain.  I had an absolute mental and emotional readjustment.  I took a deep breath and exhaled, both physically and mentally.

We’d slipped.  Claire was a really good baby.  She was a really good toddler.  I’d forgotten that being positive takes proactivity.  Because she was so good, being positive was so easy.  All of a sudden, she reaches a challenging stage (i.e. Almost Three) and I feed off of that negative energy and then dish some up for her.  No wonder we were going a little batty!

(One could argue that she was a good baby and a good toddler because I was so positive…which may be true.  Either way, it was a cycle that had gotten a little off kilter, so I had to get things back on track!)

So, I did it.  I changed my way of thinking.  I dusted off my Zen Master Notes and got back on track.  I know it probably sounds silly to someone who has never been in-tune with energy types and levels.  But, it’s true for me.  It’s worked for me.  It worked for us.

That afternoon, I told myself, both in my head and out loud, that we were going to have a great time at the store.  I put the incentives in place (she’d get to hold the bag in the car if she was good in the store), and off we went.  Note to self:  I need to write about the different incentives we have in place.  Stay tuned for a post on that!

It was like we were two different people.  We were back to our old selves.  The store experience was enjoyable.  She was inquisitive and curious and really well-behaved.  I let her touch the things she could touch, and reminded her to just look with her eyes at the things she shouldn’t touch.  And, she listened.  She only needed to be reminded a couple of times about her incentives.

And, you know what?  She’s been good ever since.  We still have a challenge every now and then, but my well-behaved little girl is back!

She’s the same person.  I’m the same person.  But, the energy has changed.  Things are back on the positive track, and now I know to be vigilant about letting things slip.  I have to remember that even when things are going well, I need to do a mental check.

These mental and emotional exercises are just as important as real exercise.  For me, I equate them to the stretching I’m supposed to do for my back and hips.  The stretching makes me feel so good that I start to think I no longer need to do it…and that’s just not the case.  I stop doing the stretches, and after a while, the pain comes back, and I have to start over again.  I have to remind myself to keep on keepin’ on.

I have to stick with what works, even if it’s working so well I forget that it’s working at all.

Okay, so, how did I even know to check my energy levels?  Well, I used to be a worrier.  I used to use negative energy to worry about anything and everything.  One day, years and years ago, I realized that I had to stop the cycle I was in or I’d never be happy.

Out of the blue, years ago, a friend sent me this book.  The timing was uncanny, and it was a real eye-opener.  It resonated with me and my need to make a change in my outlook.

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Excuse Me, Your Life Is Waiting by Lynn Grabhorn

Yes, there are sticky notes tabbing the pages.  I’ve used this book in presentations when I managed a sales team.

So, for years now, I’ve not worried.  Don’t get me wrong:  I’m not apathetic, and there is a difference.  I still care and plan and organize and hope for the best, but the negative edge is gone.  I don’t focus on what I don’t want.  I focus on what I do want.  It was shocking to me to realize that I was starting to slip back into my old ways.  I was looking for negative things and then wondering why on earth I was finding them.  Duh!

But, not all is lost, and it just takes a moment to get back on track.  And we are.  Things are calm and enjoyable and exciting again, and all in a good way.  Now, I’m looking for all of the positive things that can happen when we’re out and about, and I’m finding them everywhere.

Funny how that works…  ;)

Today is Day 12 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! Positive thoughts AND a post for Day 12? Affirmative!

Random Thoughts for a Tuesday

  • I thought I was addicted to Smarties™. But, now that they’re all gone from the Halloween Candy Stash, and I haven’t had the urge to replenish the supply, I realize it was an addiction of convenience…an addiction fueled by the sweet intoxicatingly wonderful little pieces of pure paradise, but an addiction of convenience nonetheless.
  • The other day, I may have implied that the vacuum would suck up all of Claire’s toys if she didn’t get them put away…and Claire cleaned her room in record time!  Mooooo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.  The line between good and evil is so blurry sometimes.  ;)
  • Claire’s birthday present from us is really large and heavy. On Sunday, I was able to help my hubby move it from his car to the downstairs Guest Room, where it will be hiding until we move it upstairs to her room. At that time, I’d prefer that someone else help him move it. So, if you’re big and burly and you get a dinner invite from us, you may or may not need to bring your back-brace.  We’ll serve a wonderful meal, and remember…lift with your legs!  :)
  • My current favorite Riesling has switched from a cork to a twist-top cap. The Riesling is called Relax, and the cap says “chill and unwind.” How punny and clever!
  • Remembering to take my cloth re-usable bags to the grocery store took some getting used to, but I’ve been doing it for so long, that now it feels weird to not use them.  In fact, if I forget them, I’ll even walk all the way back across the parking lot to get them from the trunk of my car.
  • Also, I’ve found that the four cloth re-usable grocery bags I have easily hold the equivalent of 15 plastic-bags of groceries.  I’m not sure how the math works on that, but I’m okay with it.
  • Today is 11/11…make a wish! ;)

Today is Day 11 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! A smattering of randomness AND for a post for Day 11? Done!

Awkward, Party of Four, your booth is now available.

On Saturday night, the babysitter came to play with Claire while my hubby and I went out with our friends Dick and Grace.

Dick and Grace live downtown in an awesome loft. We have found the perfect little parking lot that works for us, and we usually leave the car there and then get everywhere else on foot or by using the bus. It’s a nice change of pace from suburbia.

Because we were going out downtown and we were going to be walking quite a distance in the chilly night air, we opted to wear our leather coats. Our friends also wore their leather coats. We were dressed appropriately for the weather, and we looked like many other stylish couples enjoying their evening.

Saturday night’s destination was a restaurant that our friends had been to a few times, but we had not. When we were planning our outing they’d forwarded us the menu, and it looked great! We couldn’t wait to try it. Our friends find the best restaurants and we always trust their judgment.

The evening is progressing nicely, and we’d taken the bus and were walking the rest of the way to the restaurant. We’re right on-time for our reservations.

But, as soon as we walk in, my hubby gets a funny look on his face. He then whispers something to us that should have been so obvious, but wasn’t. None of us had even realized what was about to happen…until it was too late.

“This is a completely Vegan restaurant?” Yes, yes it is.
“And, we’re all dressed in our leather coats?” Yes, yes we are.

*gasp*
Oh no.

Ooops!

Awkward, Party of Four, your booth is now available.

We quickly followed the host to our table, trying not to make direct eye contact with the other patrons. As soon as we reached our booth, all four of us quickly and politely folded our coats and tucked them into the booth, hiding them from view.

We nervously scanned the crowd, but no one seemed to notice our faux pas.

It didn’t take us long to laugh at ourselves, relax and enjoy the experience. The food was fabulous, and we had a wonderful time. Luckily, our ability to choose menu items was much better than our ability to choose appropriate attire. :)

Today is Day 10 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun!

And it will be years before she even sees “The Shining”…

I’m sitting in my office, typing. I can hear Claire playing on the floor. All of a sudden, she starts yelling.

“Don’t take my stuff!” she screams. “Stop taking my stuff!” she yells even harder. “It’s miiiiiiiiiine!” she says with complete exasperation. “You can’t have it!”

She has no siblings. No one is over for a playdate. There is no one else in the room, except for me, and I’m not bothering with her stuff. Thinking maybe Merlin, one of our kitties, is pestering her, I ask, “Claire, who’s taking your stuff?”

“This hand,” she says, showing me her palm. “This hand keeps trying to take my stuff. It can’t have it! It’s mine!” she says directly to the hand in question while grabbing her stuff with the other hand.

Um, okay? She’s done this a couple times before. The other day, she yelled at one of her hands because it kept touching the wall in the kitchen, and she didn’t feel that was appropriate.

I usually just tell her to play nicely and/or share, depending on the situation…extra playmates in attendance or not.  ;)

I would be more concerned about this behavior, but she has yet to start talking to me with a curled finger and creepy voice. She isn’t saying any horrifying words backwards, and she hasn’t once called me Mrs. Torrance…so I think we’re okay. ;)

Today is Day 9 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun!  Heeeeeere’s Johnny AND a completed post for Day 9!

Checking and Double-checking the Checking? Check!

So, yesterday, in the wee morning hours, I was doing some online banking. It’s my favorite time to do this, because the house is quiet and I can think without being interrupted. My plan was to get in and get out, do my daily checking of the accounts and then get to bed.

Imagine my surprise when something jumped out at me. There it was: on one of my checking accounts, an unauthorized charge. First of all, I knew something was wrong, because this was an account I don’t even really use anymore. I keep it open as a back-up, and it’s a valid account, but it’s not the main one we use.

My mind started racing. I can count on one finger the number of actual real checks I write on a monthly basis, and I’m really careful to do that out of the proper check book. As I’m clicking on the handy little online image of the cancelled check, I’m frantically trying to piece this all together. How did this happen? This charge amount makes no sense! What could it be?

The scanned copy of the check is really hard to read and looks totally fake, and I waste no time in calling the contact number for the bank. Will they be open!? How can I sleep if they’re not open!? Why do I do my online banking in the wee morning hours!? I’m zooming in on the check-image when a representative gets on the line.

A live person is really there!  Yay!

I’m trying to remain calm, but I can’t stop shaking. How did this happen? We cross-shred every piece of paper that leaves this house if it has any identifiable information on it. We’re very careful with the information we share online and never enter information into non-secure websites (I ALWAYS look for the little s after the http…_) Not to mention, I haven’t actually used this account in years, and I’ve NEVER used it online.

The representative could read the company name on the check and the phone number. It was indeed, a fraud. Someone had used my information without my knowledge or consent.

I couldn’t breath.

I started to panic but then I got myself under control. We’d caught it.  Whatever was going on, we’re aware of it now.

Her voice was so calm and reassuring. She was so business-like and took charge of the situation. She called the number with me on the line. I nearly laughed out loud when I was told what the charges were actually for. Without going into some fun googleable descriptions, let’s just say that I am an “adult,” but I don’t find this particular situation to be a very enjoyable form of “entertainment.” ;)

*ahem*

Of course, the place we’d called “was just a billing agency.” But they would cancel the charges (or something like that), and either way, the bank was doing their own investigation. Hopefully, all the charges to my account will be refunded and we can put this mess behind us.

*fingers crossed*

In the meantime, my account is frozen and I’m being issued another one. It’s a good thing I have another one to use in the meantime! I called all of the Credit Bureau Agencies to issue a Fraud Alert on my social security number. An investigation has been launched, and there’s not much more I can do.

Just to add insult to injury, I’m not sure how I could have prevented all this.

I mean…I’m already vigilant with our accounts. I already shred every piece of documentation we no longer need. Our home networks are secure. Nearly every statement we get is online and encrypted, so that people can’t steal them from the postal mail. The same goes for “real” checks. All of our monthly bills are paid online and through a different account.

And, it just doesn’t even make sense. The funniest thing about it is that they got my name spelled right on the fake check. NO ONE spells my name right.

Leave it to the criminals…  :)

I did a search on Google while on the phone with the representative, and I’m not the only one who has fallen victim to this company. I’m not going to share the name right now until the investigation is over, but if you’re curious, leave me a comment and I’ll email the info to you.

I just feel so violated.

It could have been a lot worse.  The charges were relatively small…but still. I feel like I’ve done what I can do to protect myself and this *still* happened.

It gives me some comfort knowing that however this happened was probably just computer generated. I really doubt a real person singled me out.

But I can’t help but wonder.

And, how ironic is it that I just posted about keeping my identity veiled! If I wasn’t such a big fan of irony, I’d be pretty upset. ;)

So…what can you do?

Utilize your state’s free credit report program if they have one. (We do that once a year.)

Double-check your online accounts item by item. (I already do that nearly every day – every other day if I’m super busy. I’m having trouble not checking them every 30-minutes now.)  ;)

Contact the Credit Bureaus to put a Fraud Alert on your credit report if you suspect any foul play. (Been there, done that. It’s actually a really quick process.)

For your convenience, should you find yourself in this situation, here is the contact information you will need. (Each one says they’ll alert the other, but I’m too much of a perfectionist to just sit around and hope that happens. And, if you don’t think I have a paper-trail indicating the time and dates of everything regarding this entire mess, you’d be sadly mistaken. I’m sorry. Something about having my account information breached squashes the casual right out of my perfectionism.) ;)

Credit Bureau Fraud Departments

TransUnion
800-680-7289
Website

Equifax
800-525-6285
Website

Experian
888-397-3742 (just rang and rang, so I did it online)
Website

I just have to continue to be vigilant, take a deep breath, and get on with my day. Everything will work out, and I’m just hoping that this will all be rectified soon.  In fact, just writing about this has made me calmer already!

I’m a pretty optimistic and positive person most of the time, but I’ve never been an “oh, that really can’t happen to me” kinda gal. I really do try to expect the best, but I keep a plan to handle the worst in my back pocket.

I just hate having to use it. ;)

Today is Day 8 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! Calming down from a minor panic attack AND completing a post for Day 8? Done!

Don’t cross the streams!*

*extra points to the person who understands this valuable advice! ;)

Back in June, I joined Facebook. I am just amazed at all the people who have found me and the ones I’ve been able to stalk find from my past: high school, college, past jobs, you-name-it.  (I mean, the list keeps growing!  I’m at 160+ and counting!) It’s amazing.

The more information you put in about yourself, the more efficient it is in finding people you might know.  The “friend suggestions” Facebook itself comes up with border on creepy.  Don’t get me wrong…they are REALLY cool, but creepy nonetheless.

So, as you know, I write under a pseudonym here at The Casual Perfectionist.  I’m Momma, and my husband is Daddy.  I use Claire’s real first name, but that’s it.  No surnames.  No specific locations.  No truly googleable identifying information.  (I talk more about all that in The About Tab at the top of the page.)

The veil of anonymity started to raise a little when I got more involved with Mile High Mamas…but not enough to be a concern.  We live in a big place.  It’s pretty easy to hide when we’re surrounded by millions of people.  Well, imagine my surprise and excitement when Mile High Mamas started a Facebook Page!  Yay!  That’s awesome!  Wait…how can I participate when I don’t want to rip that veil off entirely?

What to do…
What to do?

So, I became a tiny bit schizophrenic creative and crafted a Facebook Page for Momma, The Casual Perfectionist.  Even Daddy approved of all of this and has been having fun helping me take headshots that aren’t too revealing.  (This photo was taken when I got my hair cut at the end of October.  Click to enlarge.)

Claire & Momma

Claire & Momma

Most everyone who knows me in real life, knows I have a blog.  Most everyone I know in the blogging world knows I have a real life.  The part of me who wants a book deal and wants to write professionally knows that the veil of anonymity will come down eventually.  The streams will cross, and then who knows what will happen!  (And, if you’re fans of that movie*, you’ll remember that they needed to cross the streams eventually…)

But, in the meantime, not counting my little writing site here, I’m playing in two places as two people…or really in one place as two people.  Or…is it one place as one sometimes-confused person?  At any rate, I’m (we’re?) having a great time!  ;)

So…if you’re a reader here and you have a Facebook Personality you’d like to share, add me as a friend.  Just search for me by my email address:

thecasualperfectionist @ gmail.com

That page is public (like the blog), and I’ll add anyone who asks nicely…or asks at all, because the Facebook System is nothing if not polite.  ;)

And, if you’re a Facebooker who has a blog, be sure to check out The Casual Perfectionist in the Blog Networks and give me info on yours!

And, if I can figure out who I’m logged in as, I may visit your site and comment here and there. :)

Who knew stalking social networking sites could be so much fun!?  ;)

But don’t get your hopes up too high…you’re still not gonna get me to join Twitter.  Yet.  :)

Today is Day 7 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge!  Check it out and/or join in the fun!  A reference to an old favorite movie AND a post for Day 7?  Done!

On the big screen

On Monday, through my contact at Mile High Mamas and The Denver Post, Claire and I were offered free tickets to a pre-screening for Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa. I’d never been to a pre-screening before, and Claire had never seen a movie on the big screen.

The pre-screening was going to be at a local theater on November 5th. (It opens everywhere on November 7th – check your local listings. I’ve always wanted to say that.) ;)

I love free stuff AND movies, so I jumped at the chance. Claire was SO excited, and neither one of us could wait to go!

How would she do? Would she be able to sit still through the whole movie? She sits through movies at home, so maybe she’s ready? Either way, what a better way to try than with free tickets! Even if this little project failed miserably, we wouldn’t be out anything but our dignity.

Imagine my surprise when a whole package of schwag arrived at our house the very next day. Claire was beside herself with joy.

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We got a plush penguin, a pencil, a book, stickers, a ring, and a puzzle. (Everything except the poster and mask, which we got at the theater.)  After the show, Claire even got a coupon for a free Happy Meal™!  Her feet may never touch the ground again…

Now, when it came to the actual movie, I wasn’t sure what to expect. To be completely honest, we’ve never seen the first Madagascar movie. We’ve watched clips here and there, and Claire loves the “Move it! Move it!” scene, but that’s the extent of my knowledge of the movie.

We have it in our Netflix queue, but it keeps getting bumped down. After this, I think I’ll move it to the top!

Keep in mind, I’m not required to write about this movie. I don’t have to do a review or anything like that. But, I can’t not write about Claire’s first movie on the big screen!

So…how did she do?

She loved it! She was enthralled. Because there were other kids in the theater, I didn’t feel the need to quiet her and all of her questions. Note to self: She’s like her father and will talk through an entire movie if left to her own devices. ;)

My favorite question of the night? “Momma? Where do lions poop?” Ha!  [My answer?  "Probably back behind that tree over there..."]  :)

The only challenging part was keeping her contained before the actual movie started. Because it’s a pre-screening, there are no previews or ads…just a big white screen. Well, that’s not nearly enough to keep an antsy preschooler in her seat.

But, as soon as the lights dimmed and the show began, she was mesmerized.  She loved the animation, the story, and she really got involved with the characters.  She got worried in some parts and excited in others, and she just soaked it all up like a little sponge.

Personally, I thought the movie was very entertaining. (The penguins are hilarious!!)  The story was cute, and I’m curious as to what the first movie was like, as I’m sure there were characters or references that weren’t nearly as vivid for me because I hadn’t seen the first one. But, that’s okay. We both thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

And, unlike some other movies we’ve watched at home, *cough*Disney*cough* there were no horrifying deaths in the opening scene. Ooops, I guess I should have put a ‘mild spoiler alert’ on that sentence! Don’t worry. It won’t ruin the movie for you.

As you can see from the picture above, and you may already know the characters, Alex is a lion. As soon as we opened the package that arrived, Claire saw him on the little plastic ring and thought Alex was a tiger. I thought she was better at her animal recognition than this, but I’ll cut her some slack since she’s not even 3-yrs old yet, and she was basing her information on a brief glimpse of a cartoon head on a plastic ring. ;)

Anyway, she got it stuck in her head that he was a tiger, but then she’d correct herself, and she’d do it every time! From here on out, Alex will always be referred to as “Alex the tiger who’s really a lion…right?:)

After the movie, all the way to the car and all the way home and all evening before going to bed (she had to tell Daddy all about it!), Claire talked about the movie. I love hearing her opinion and view of things, so in the midst of our in-depth discussions, I asked her some pointed questions.

“Claire, what was your favorite part of the movie?”

“Momma, you know Alex? Alex the tiger who’s really a lion?”

“Yes, Claire. Alex is really a lion.”

“He was my favorite part…Alex was my favorite part…even though he’s a lion and not a tiger. Right?”

“Right.”

:)

And then, I decided to ask her how she would rate the movie. She’s our little Rock Band groupie, so she’s familiar with the idea of receiving five stars, etc. Now, keep in mind that our little movie reviewer may be a tad biased, what with all the schwag and the experience of actually watching a movie on a screen bigger than she’s ever imagined still fresh in her mind.

Still, this has to be my absolute favorite answer of the evening:

“Claire, how many stars would you give Madagascar 2?”

“I would like pink ones!”

So, that sums it up! Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa has earned the pink stars rating! It doesn’t get much better than that. ;)

Today is Day 6 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! A wonderful movie experience AND a post for Day 6? Sign me up!

Claire’s new hiding place

Last week, we arranged the furniture in our upstairs living room.

For years, the large area rug we love and adore has cuddled up against whatever piece of furniture is sitting on it and creates this horrible wrinkle.  We’ve tried different methods to alleviate this problem, but nothing has worked.

Finally, we decided that the only way to remedy this is to rearrange so that none of the furniture rests on or touches the rug in any way.

Of course, it can’t be that simple.

The matrix we need to use to do this is full of criteria.  We can’t have the couch up against the railing, because the preschooler would see it as a trampoline with a very tall and hard landing should she go flying over the edge.  You can’t cover any of the heating vents.  You try every option that doesn’t require moving the china cabinet that weighs more than my car…when it’s empty, let alone taking the time to remove all of the delicate plates, etc.  Ficus had to move to make room for the purple chair, and we can only hope she likes her home over in the corner by the dining room table.

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The Great Upstairs Living Room Rearrange Project of October 2008

Ficus used to live over behind the purple chair.

The Great Upstairs Living Room Rearrange Project of October 2008

Now she lives over by the big window. And, you can see that pesky wrinkle in the rug!

So, with this over there, and that over here, and this like that, and that like this, it works!  We finally got the room set up just the way we liked it, while matching all the criteria on our list!

Of course, with these new changes in place, Claire discovered a new hiding place.

Can you tell where she’s hiding?

Can you tell where she’s hiding?

No? Look again.

No? Look again. She is starting to emerge.

There she is!

There she is!

She loves it in there.

She loves it in there.

And, she is really good at getting out!

And, she is really good at getting out!

She is also really good at getting back in!

She is also really good at getting back in!

She just has to be careful with her fingers, but she is learning!

She just has to be careful with her fingers, but she is learning!

Is that the face of someone who has been trapped in a wooden box?

Is that the face of someone who has been trapped in a wooden box?

Had you discovered our child spends a good portion of the day trapped in a solid wooden box, you’d probably assume that we forced her in there against her will, and you’d call Child Services on us. When, in reality, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

Daddy’s father (Claire’s PaPa) made this end table for him years ago.  Until The Great Furniture Rearrange of October 2008, we’d had it turned and wedged so that little fingers couldn’t open the door.  None of us realized that it wasn’t being used to its full potential.

…until now!  ;)

Today is Day 5 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! A bazillion games of Hide & Seek played AND a post for Day 5? Yes, ready or not…here I come!

You know what today is…

…so I’m not going to tell you.  I’m going to refrain from writing a “PLEASE VOTE” post.  That would be redundant and just add to the onslaught of propaganda that is dumped on us every day.

I won’t tell you what to do.  It’s really none of my business.  You’ll either vote or you won’t.  You can either vote or you can’t.  It’s either important to you or it isn’t.

Nothing I say will change that.

A reminder from me to you to vote today, on Election Day, if you haven’t already gone to an Early Polling Place or turned in your Mail-In Ballot is unnecessary.  You already know it’s Election Day. You can’t avoid all the political signs.  All of the Hoopla surrounding this event is Hoopla’ing louder than I ever could.

And, I’m loud…
…when I want to be.

Just ask Claire.  ;)

And, just because today is the day that will direct which kind of change we have in this Nation doesn’t mean I have to pester you any more about voting.

But, just because I’m not reminding you to vote doesn’t mean I can’t be excited about what this election means.  I am.  I’m giddy.  I can’t wait to see the results!

So, instead, I’ll just re-post a photo from when Claire and I voted at an Early Polling Place:

Click to enlarge: We voted (early)!  Check out our stickers!

Click to enlarge: We voted (early)! Check out our stickers!

I love being part of the solution, instead of being part of the problem.  And, we’re all about finding solutions to all kinds of problems.  I mean, as the parent of a sometimes-pesky preschooler, it’s part of the job description!  ;)

So…here’s me not reminding you to vote.  How’d I do?  ;)

The above post is not actually part of my NaBloPoMo Challenge. Can you belive it?? I already posted for that today! What is NaBloPoMo? Check it out and/or join in the fun!

More precious than jewels

Yesterday, Claire had her Young Preschoolers Class, and just like all the other times, I barely got a “Bye, Momma!” out of her when I dropped her off and signed her in. I decided to take all of this as a good sign that she’s adjusting well to the independent life I want her to lead. This is, after all, the reason we put her in these classes.  The classes meet on Mondays for just an hour-and-a-half, but they are a great way to start nurturing her independent spirit.

Still, I won’t lie; it stung a little.

No kiss.
No hug.
Barely a wave.

I tried to not let it bother me, and I left quickly…partially for her benefit and partially for mine.

I went to an appointment and ran some errands before making it back to the parking lot a few minutes early.

When it was time to pick her up, she was thrilled to see me. My heart swelled with joy, and I realized that she still loves me. She still needs me.  Of course, I already knew this.  Duh.  Right?

Anyway…imagine my surprise when she showed me a gift she’d made for me in class. Something just for me!

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A new bracelet for Momma

A new bracelet for Momma

The teacher had the kids make bracelets with beads and pipe cleaners. What a great idea!  They could make one for whomever they chose: someone else or themselves.  She chose to make one for me!  And she put the beads on all by herself!  My new piece of jewelry is gorgeous, and I love it. (And, Claire took this picture of me and my new bracelet when we got home!   She did a great job!!)

She babbled all the way home about her adventures in the class and how she’d picked all of the colors “especially for YOU, Momma.” My heart melted and ran all over the front seat of my car when she said that. Why had I even let those other thoughts creep into my mind?

So, I may not get a kiss or a hug every time I leave her for the class, but I get the peace of mind knowing that she’s growing up into a well-rounded, socially-strong individual, who still loves her Momma.

And, sometimes, I get really cool jewelry out of the deal, too.

;)

Today is Day 4 of 30 in the NaBloPoMo Challenge! Check it out and/or join in the fun! And, with that…my outfit AND the post for Day 4 is complete!