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Bored Meeting

Last night I held my second Board meeting as the president of my twins group. And it’s the second time that it’s gone on forever. I can’t seem to keep these meetings under 2.5 hours!! Granted, last night’s was at a restaurant and we all ordered dinner, so it was conducted around that. And we all like to chat. A lot. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I try to keep things on track, but I also like that people enjoy chatting a bit. And I did ask at the beginning of the meeting which was more important: sticking to an hour or an hour and a half or getting through all the items on our agenda…which I never really got an answer to. A few mentioned that they may have to leave at such-and-such a time, but didn’t really say one way or the other if they minded if the meeting was finished by then.

Do I mind if people have to leave before the meeting is done? Nope. These people are MOMS!! As long as we get the information from them that we need before they jet…no worries.

Do I worry that the ladies are bored to tears because it’s going on so long? Absolutely…but the chatting still happens, and people seem to be animated and contribute to the discussions…so I suppose I won’t worry too much. Especially since a few always stick around after the official meeting is done anyway ๐Ÿ˜‰

I just really hope I can keep these board meetings from becoming bored meetings.

Way Back When-esday

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Go on over to see who else is playing โ€“ and join in too!

These come from about a year ago, August 13, 2009, courtesy of Nanny Jessica. No special occasion, just Maggie playing dress-up and Burke wanting a hat of his own. I’m pretty sure that Nanny Jessica made it for him ๐Ÿ™‚

Way Backย When-esday

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Go on over to see who else is playing โ€“ and join in too!

Dear Kirby Vacuum Salesman-

First of all, your vacuum is kicka$$. Freakin’ expensive, but kicka$$. I just wanted to get that out of the way.

Second, I should probably have addressed this to “Kirby Vacuum Salesboy.” How old ARE you anyway?

Now, let’s get on with why I’m writing. I realize that this is probably all because of your training, but…

  • Your presentation is WAY too long. Seriously – two hours?? It’s a vacuum. I get that it has lots of neat things. I get that it’s going to clean better than any other vacuum in my house, in my neighborhood, on the planet…it doesn’t take TWO HOURS to convey that.
  • It’s CREEPY to go upstairs in a house you don’t live in. Especially since you didn’t really ask before you went, did you? I totally get that you want to show me all the gross stuff your vacuum will suck out of my mattress, but I don’t even really let my best friend in my room – why would I let some random guy in there??
  • Those filters you use to show me how much dust/dirt/gunk you’re getting out of my rugs/couches/mattress/etc..? Ya, I GET it. Put the bag on your vacuum and make the cleaning presentation go faster. Use the filter one or two times. Even one or two times per rug/couch/mattress/etc. would be fine.

And because I’m feeling so generous, here are a few personal tips:

  • I know you’re young, but mentioning that you still live with Mom doesn’t help your situation. Bragging that you still live with her almost kills it.
  • The “dramatic pause” when checking the filter was almost comical. Needs work.
  • Same goes for the “sneezing.” It made me want to say “You know, if you’re allergic to dust or cats, this might not be the right job for you.” And I would have. If the sneezing had been real.
  • That phone conversation you had with your manager? You know, to check to see if you could lower the price for us? SO.NOT.REAL. Was it your mom on the other end? Or someone’s voicemail? And exclaiming “NO WAY!” like $100 off of HOLY EXPENSIVE was some big thing..? Not cool.
  • Take a hint. When I go to put my kids to bed – it just might be time to leave.

Makes My Monday: A “Real” Job

Today marks the day that Mike starts his new job. A real job! That’s right…37 years old and he just started his first job out of college ๐Ÿ™‚ (He slid right into academia work after his post-doc.)

I’m so proud of him!!

The funny thing is…when we first got married, we were going to wait to have kids – until Mike got a real job. (I’m so glad we didn’t stick with THAT plan!)

A real job (and not waiting to have kids before it happened!) Makes My Monday.

So Much To Say…

…but not enough time to put it all down!

I have a giveaway in the works, a rant, and perhaps a book review…but time is not on my side today, so alas, none of those will appear today.

I hope everyone is having a wonderful Sunday!

Saturday Snapshot: Spinners Game

Friday’s Fotos: Logan’s First Haircut and More Cuts

More Logan Updates

(I was going to write “More on Logan” … but say that fast and that’s SO wrong! LOL!)

Anyway…Today was Logan’s follow-up appointment with the Endocrinologist. (His first one was in March, followed by a phone call a few weeks later.) Unfortunately, we couldn’t get an appointment with the original doctor, so this is Dr. EndoTwo. Which may be why (drum roll, please) she wants to see him again in 4 or 5 months.

Here’s what today’s appointment looked like: We drive all the way to Children’s Hospital (at least it’s not the one in downtown Boston!); we wait in the waiting room for a few minutes; we go with the nurse so Logan can get weighed (just over 28 pounds!), measured (I forget!), and his blood pressure taken; we go back to the waiting room for a few minutes (where I shamelessly twin-stalk the double strollers); we get called back into the office; Logan gets his “wing-span” measured, his legs measures, and she checks out various areas (I’m assuming having to do with his thyroid, but I have no idea); and Dr. EndoTwo says, “Well. He’s doing okay. And he looks fine. But he’s just not gaining like he’s supposed to.” Apparently, he’s supposed to be gaining 8 oz (I really don’t remember the units), and is only gaining 5.5. Oh wait – perhaps that was height. I’m so bad…as soon as she says “He’s okay.” I tune things out *blush*

I suppose that’s my way of dealing with it all … I don’t dwell on the details. Unfortunately, this means that I’m not giving enough details to Mike…who is a details guy! (Sorry, honey!)

On the bright side, they didn’t have to take any blood today ๐Ÿ™‚ย  And Logan was SOOOO good. (Dr. EndoTwo even said that it was the best way to end her day. ๐Ÿ™‚ )

Way Back When-esday

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Go on over to see who else is playing โ€“ and join in too!

These are ALLLL the way back from Monday when we went to Chuck E. Cheese. These are significant not only because I didn’t get them into Monday’s post, but because they are the last pictures of their kind for a long, *long* time…Maggie’s complaining that her tummy hurts and Burke has already chucked his cookies cheese twice. (Last time we went to Chuck E. Cheese, 3 of the 5 of us got pink eye!)

Life Lessons

Always put chapstick on before going to the dentist.

Never say “No” when offered a breath mint.

Your kid didn’t do that thing just to embarrass you. I don’t care how old your kid is, “that thing” isn’t about you. “That thing” was NEVER about you. In fact, your kid wasn’t even THINKING of you while doing “that thing.”

Sometimes, rolling your husband over makes the snoring worse.