Dear Admissions of Elite Liberal Arts College that Promises to Teach Me to Think, Creatively Problem Solve, and Never Take No for an Answer: Let’s just come out and say it: I’m an atypical applicant to your fine, über expensive ivy covered institution, but I am so unique, so very dashing and different, so unbelievably non-traditional, that this essay most definitely deserves a coveted spot in your maybe pile (if and
On-Ramper is Road Kill: I’m Going Back to Work
Less Ramping, More Working I’m no flippin’ on-ramper, I’m a return-to-work mom. There’s no off-ramp anywhere in the near future for me neither – not with kids 1, 2, 3, and 4 still nursing the pocketbook. Perhaps time without pay, but I’m not on anybody’s ramp any more. No way. No how. Women@Work Network, a premier placement firm for professional high-level executive types (and frankly, they are that good placing
Commenting Creates Credibility
Inc.com did a cool piece back in May about how unbelievably boring, mundane, and dull business writing is. I’ve always thought business writing was mad-libs and commented such immediately, and low and behold, people read what I wrote. Business writing is god-awful, as Jason Fried so eloquently said, but it needn’t be. With most articles on-line, the comments are most enlightening: an immediate focus group into the topic of choice. For me, it’s writing, and
Worth Every Cent to Unplug on Vacation
It was terrific. Every last minute of every day. And the kids survived. Husband too. And work, well, I’ll know more this week when it all comes flying into the fan. Or not… Have made a huge leap, technologically, and it took unplugging to get there. I firmly pledge to not be afraid to hit submit; or return; or send. There’s a real fear of screwing up for people like
Tech-NO Vacation. And I mean it.
Kids are not bringing their cells to our favorite corner of the world. Nor their ipods. No text zone — I called it. Told hubby too. Just fishing and reading and bocce and birdwatching; then swimming, eating, line dancing, kayaking and foursquare. Lots and lots of foursquare. But no texting, tweeting, photographing the moment-by-moment sunsets for friends on Facebook. None. And I mean it. And me neither. While years past
Pay Me in Compliments…priceless!
Went on an interview today for a job that pays less than my daughters get babysitting. The job is for an communications specialist in a public school setting. Letting the public know what’s going on and why; what’s fact; what’s rumor; the successes, failures, and everything in between. Translating teacher/administrator/board of ed talk into language everybody can understand. I can do this with my eyes closed. In my own town,