Every year, around this time, I develop my goals for the upcoming new year. This prompt is asking me to take those ideas and attach an action to the goal.
December 13 – Action. When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step? (Author: Scott Belsky)
An effective goal must have an action or actions with it. It must be measurable so that we can evaluate whether or not it's been accomplished. It also helps to have a time frame attached to the goals and actions as well.
1. Health. For years, like many other folks, I've listed losing weight as a goal for the new year. I've shot for losing a certain amount of pounds, inches, and sizes. I've tried to do it like: 2 pounds per week, 10 pounds per month, or 60 pounds in six months. So, this year, I'm trying something new. I purchased a zebra- print, one-piece bathing suit from Old Navy for $1. I have it hanging in my closet. My goal for 2011 is to 'fit' in the bathing suit by 6/1/2011. I also bought a nice pair of jeans two years ago and I would love to fit into them by September 2011.
2. Writing. For years, I've wanted to write a book. I have many different ideas, I have written them down. They have been hanging over my head like a monkey on my back. Yes, I've made great strides in writing my blog this year. And, while I signed up for NANOWRIMO I didn't type one word. So, for 2011, I plan to have at least a total of 365 entries in my blog. I plan to fully participate in NANOWRIMO; this means writing 50,000 words in the month of November. I also plan to write my first novel by December 31, 2011.
3. Income. With the combined efforts from selling AVON, playing the lottery (ha, ha), writing, and 'other ventures' I would like to make more than enough money each month to pay for our fixed expenses. This is a vague goal, yes, I know, but it is a difficult one to commit to since our economy is still in shambles. Ideally, in order to achieve this goal, I would need to get a salaried job in order to realistically accomplish this. I just hate the idea of putting on my 'game face' in order to be 'accepted' in the 'real' world. I just want to be myself but the pressure of money trumps my selfishness. This does not sound like a measurable goal as it is written so I may have to work on tightening up this one.
I probably should have more goals and visions for my future. As it stands now, I'd rather have a handful of important, achievable goals that on their own will make a significant impact on me and my loved ones in 2011.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Why Didn't I Start Sooner?
Better late than never is my credo. I am more in tune with my body this year out of sheer necessity. So, this prompt speaks to me in a supportive-coach kind of way. Someone in the background, cheering me on through all my little efforts to improve my health.
December 12 – Body Integration This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present? (Author: Patrick Reynolds)
It wasn't until late this year that I made a commitment to start moving my body. I actually set aside a time each day to make an effort to walk. I recruited a walking buddy. We set aside an agreeable time. I warned her that I would need to start very slowly because I haven't moved my body in so long. Having a tumor that exacerbates and elevates adrenaline and my blood pressure has intimidated me and made me wary of how much my body could handle. I had visions of me walking down the block, having a heart attack, and not being able to make it home. I've made it a habit to carry some water and a cell phone with me.
Yes, I started very slowly. As I ascended the hill I was definitely out of breath. I had to take a break. Through my heavy breathing and trying to catch my breath I took a sip of water. I pushed my body to walk to the next block. I did it, walked down the hill (much easier) and recovered at home. It was only a half hour walk but it was a start. Every day I tried to push myself a little farther. We even took different routes to break up the monotony and offer a little more challenge with different course difficulties with more or less hills depending on the route. We did this for about a month at least three times a week. I felt my endurance improving.
When the weather got so cold at 7:30 a.m. in the morning that my chest hurt when I walked we put our commitment on hold until the weather improved. My body felt the difference. It actually wanted to go for a walk. I recruited my son to accompany me one Sunday afternoon. With the onset of the holiday and shopping season I've been able to move my body throughout the stores and to extend my shopping experience. This time, last year, I could probably only make my way through one store and then I was exhausted.
This past weekend I pushed my body to the limits. It was out of necessity. While I was pushing my body up the hill I reflected on how grateful I was to myself that I had at least started an exercise regimen this year. If I hadn't started moving my body even the little bit that I had, I wouldn't have made it through Saturday. I was able to ascend a huge hill three times and stand on my feet while freezing my butt off for three hours.
Yes, there is so much more work to do. No, I'm not read for my first 5k, half marathon, or triathlon. I am listening to my body, fueling it with healthy food, and moving it on a frequent basis. During 2011 I hope to venture out and begin pilates, yoga, and dancing.
December 12 – Body Integration This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present? (Author: Patrick Reynolds)
It wasn't until late this year that I made a commitment to start moving my body. I actually set aside a time each day to make an effort to walk. I recruited a walking buddy. We set aside an agreeable time. I warned her that I would need to start very slowly because I haven't moved my body in so long. Having a tumor that exacerbates and elevates adrenaline and my blood pressure has intimidated me and made me wary of how much my body could handle. I had visions of me walking down the block, having a heart attack, and not being able to make it home. I've made it a habit to carry some water and a cell phone with me.
Yes, I started very slowly. As I ascended the hill I was definitely out of breath. I had to take a break. Through my heavy breathing and trying to catch my breath I took a sip of water. I pushed my body to walk to the next block. I did it, walked down the hill (much easier) and recovered at home. It was only a half hour walk but it was a start. Every day I tried to push myself a little farther. We even took different routes to break up the monotony and offer a little more challenge with different course difficulties with more or less hills depending on the route. We did this for about a month at least three times a week. I felt my endurance improving.
When the weather got so cold at 7:30 a.m. in the morning that my chest hurt when I walked we put our commitment on hold until the weather improved. My body felt the difference. It actually wanted to go for a walk. I recruited my son to accompany me one Sunday afternoon. With the onset of the holiday and shopping season I've been able to move my body throughout the stores and to extend my shopping experience. This time, last year, I could probably only make my way through one store and then I was exhausted.
This past weekend I pushed my body to the limits. It was out of necessity. While I was pushing my body up the hill I reflected on how grateful I was to myself that I had at least started an exercise regimen this year. If I hadn't started moving my body even the little bit that I had, I wouldn't have made it through Saturday. I was able to ascend a huge hill three times and stand on my feet while freezing my butt off for three hours.
Yes, there is so much more work to do. No, I'm not read for my first 5k, half marathon, or triathlon. I am listening to my body, fueling it with healthy food, and moving it on a frequent basis. During 2011 I hope to venture out and begin pilates, yoga, and dancing.
Simplifying Your Life For The Better
For the last few years I've 'simplified' my life in major ways so I'm not sure if I can come up with enough content to fulfill this prompt but here it goes:
December 11 – 11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life? (Author: Sam Davidson)
Like I said, the last few years have required me to make some significant changes to how we live day to day. Most of these changes were a result of the bad economy and our efforts, as a family, to survive and keep a roof over our heads. So, to satisfy this prompt, I'd like to reflect on what we've 'given up', it's effects, and to note if there is anything left we can do going forward. These efforts will make up the eleven things. We'll consider this entire list a recipe for change and simplification in one's life during hard economic times. This concoction can also be used to arrive at a greener environment or a healthier you. Just pick your favorite cause, mix the ingredients, and bake until a new level of happiness is attained.
1. Downsize the amount of vehicles in your family. Since November 2007 we have been a family with one car. Three years! Oh, such a tragedy...not really. When we were getting crushed with every possible obligation to Tom, Dick, and Harry (of Chase, Citibank, and Credit One) we really had to evaluate what was important. Just like every other family we struggled to fill the gas tank when the price hit $5.00 per gallon. Let's see, should we feed our family or drive to work, to get paid, to feed our family and keep a roof over our heads? Decisions, decisions. At the beginning, it was difficult to maneuver every day life and deal with the restrictions of having one car. It has gotten progressively easier over the years. I 'work' from home and 'get' the car maybe one day a week whereby I 'run' all of my errands. I plan my routes carefully so as to optimize the usage of gas. I've utilized my mother and her car on the weekends to make extended trips to places like: the library, grocery shopping, and retail shopping. The overall positive effects to such a change is a greener environment (one less car on the road), appreciation for what we do have (hey, one car is better than none), and closeness to family (an increase in time spent together even if it is just running errands on a Saturday morning).
2. Elimination of coffee. Okay, some of you may totally disbelieve that one could actually eliminate coffee from their daily menu. You might be thinking, 'How does this girl function?'. Well, I wonder myself how I am able to get through the day but then I think of the reason why. When I had my first 'episode' (read previous blogs) I was inhaling at least four cups of coffee a day. I would grace Starbucks with my presence at least three times per week (or more if I had the money). Those days of 'venti white mocha' are so distant right now. It was crazy to think how much money I spent every year just going to Starbucks. Hundreds of dollars; sickening when I think about it. But, in August of 2009 when I had my health scare I knew that caffeine contributed to high blood pressure and I completely cut the coffee out of my daily routine. Nowadays, I treat myself once a week to a 'grande chai tea latte'. Yes, tea has caffeine in it and it isn't exactly cheap. The change in comparison from today versus a little over a year ago is so drastic it must be noted. I feel so much better, have more energy, and I am not indebted to Starbucks.
3. Basic cable. Yes, only the very basic in my house. No HBO, MTV, Cartoon Network, CNN (ouch), or ESPN. Everyone in my house made a sacrifice when I cut our cable bill down to the very basic service. I did this about three years ago when, yes, we were hard up for money to pay the mortgage. More importantly, I had to evaluate our dependence, as a family, on television for entertainment. I was probably the biggest culprit of sitting on the couch, clicker in hand, waiting to be entertained by the same crap, channel by channel, on cable. I knew my kids' dependence on t.v. for entertainment was lessening as they got older. They either played video games or watched shows on the internet. I also hoped that by getting rid of the cable we would not only save $50 per month but I could possibly start writing and the kids would study more and improve their grades. This is a sacrifice that paid off in every way possible. Although, my husband has suffered with the loss of his sports options, like no Monday night football.
4. Land line telephone...gone! Funnily, this probably should have been one of the first things to go but I'm still kind of old fashioned when it comes to the power of new technology. We were down to just local service with again the very basics but it was costing us $30 a month and most of that was taxes and fees. We were using our cell phones to place long distance calls. I still believed in my heart that we 'had' to have a land line home phone just in case there was a fire or medical emergency. Finally, I bit the bullet and waved AT&T goodbye. It got to the point that the only people calling me were bill collectors, anyhow, so I am really enjoying the peace and quiet these days!
5. Haute couture? I think not. I've always been a frugal retail clothes shopper. I get a thrill when I find the item marked down three times to less than half of its original price. I know that most retailers have 100% markup or more so I know when I'm getting a deal. I was never a mall shopper but would go maybe once per month. I used to go to Target at least once per week. Those were the days of old. For the last three years there are only a few retailers that I frequent: Old Navy, TJ Maxx, Marshalls, and Ross. I only look on the clearance racks. Even if I'm shopping for Christmas gifts and the only thing on clearance is short sleeved I will still pick up the items because where I live winter lasts only a few months. My favorite place to shop is Old Navy, hands down. I can (and have) picked up tank tops and bathing suits for less than a dollar. I have spent $20 and gotten at least six different outfits. The other great thing about Old Navy is that you can fill out a survey and receive 10% off your next purchase. This incentive runs various times throughout the year.
6. AVON. When I first found out that AVON sold more than just lipstick it piqued my interest. You mean I could sign on to become and Independent Sales Representative and get a discount on sandals, clothes, and accessories?! I could have my own website where people could go and shop, pay online, and have the items shipped directly to them? Okay, let's do it. Well, I did this about two years ago. I have never been a pushy sales person and I did not plan to be the person saying, "AVON calling". I just wanted to shop for reasonably priced stuff so I could get a discount. Recently my husband and my mother, who work at state offices with hundreds of employees, have increased my client list. I really appreciate all of their efforts to hand out the books, take the orders, and make the deliveries. I must develop a plan for 2011 whereby I can increase my internet sales. By having just one person order online using my website every month, it should pay for the monthly fee.
7. Drama. I can hear Mary J. Blige in the background singing, "no more drama". I just can't deal with drama. An over-exaggeration of insignificant events is just not worth the elevation of blood pressure. So, how can I eliminate exposure to these unnecessary events? I guess I can avoid situations that I know will be drama-filled. I can physically remove myself from potential blow outs. I can take a moment to breath. I can take a moment to think about the repercussions of my actions. I can have a more positive outlook on people and their intentions. I can remind myself of what is important in life.
Okay, so I didn't really follow the prompt exactly as it was written. My bad (I hate that saying). But, I did take time to reflect on some great changes I've made in my life, things I've gotten rid of, and I took the time to look at things that can be improved in 2011. So, it's not eleven but it's a start. I'm sure I can come up with more and perhaps you will see them in future blogs.
December 11 – 11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life? (Author: Sam Davidson)
Like I said, the last few years have required me to make some significant changes to how we live day to day. Most of these changes were a result of the bad economy and our efforts, as a family, to survive and keep a roof over our heads. So, to satisfy this prompt, I'd like to reflect on what we've 'given up', it's effects, and to note if there is anything left we can do going forward. These efforts will make up the eleven things. We'll consider this entire list a recipe for change and simplification in one's life during hard economic times. This concoction can also be used to arrive at a greener environment or a healthier you. Just pick your favorite cause, mix the ingredients, and bake until a new level of happiness is attained.
1. Downsize the amount of vehicles in your family. Since November 2007 we have been a family with one car. Three years! Oh, such a tragedy...not really. When we were getting crushed with every possible obligation to Tom, Dick, and Harry (of Chase, Citibank, and Credit One) we really had to evaluate what was important. Just like every other family we struggled to fill the gas tank when the price hit $5.00 per gallon. Let's see, should we feed our family or drive to work, to get paid, to feed our family and keep a roof over our heads? Decisions, decisions. At the beginning, it was difficult to maneuver every day life and deal with the restrictions of having one car. It has gotten progressively easier over the years. I 'work' from home and 'get' the car maybe one day a week whereby I 'run' all of my errands. I plan my routes carefully so as to optimize the usage of gas. I've utilized my mother and her car on the weekends to make extended trips to places like: the library, grocery shopping, and retail shopping. The overall positive effects to such a change is a greener environment (one less car on the road), appreciation for what we do have (hey, one car is better than none), and closeness to family (an increase in time spent together even if it is just running errands on a Saturday morning).
2. Elimination of coffee. Okay, some of you may totally disbelieve that one could actually eliminate coffee from their daily menu. You might be thinking, 'How does this girl function?'. Well, I wonder myself how I am able to get through the day but then I think of the reason why. When I had my first 'episode' (read previous blogs) I was inhaling at least four cups of coffee a day. I would grace Starbucks with my presence at least three times per week (or more if I had the money). Those days of 'venti white mocha' are so distant right now. It was crazy to think how much money I spent every year just going to Starbucks. Hundreds of dollars; sickening when I think about it. But, in August of 2009 when I had my health scare I knew that caffeine contributed to high blood pressure and I completely cut the coffee out of my daily routine. Nowadays, I treat myself once a week to a 'grande chai tea latte'. Yes, tea has caffeine in it and it isn't exactly cheap. The change in comparison from today versus a little over a year ago is so drastic it must be noted. I feel so much better, have more energy, and I am not indebted to Starbucks.
3. Basic cable. Yes, only the very basic in my house. No HBO, MTV, Cartoon Network, CNN (ouch), or ESPN. Everyone in my house made a sacrifice when I cut our cable bill down to the very basic service. I did this about three years ago when, yes, we were hard up for money to pay the mortgage. More importantly, I had to evaluate our dependence, as a family, on television for entertainment. I was probably the biggest culprit of sitting on the couch, clicker in hand, waiting to be entertained by the same crap, channel by channel, on cable. I knew my kids' dependence on t.v. for entertainment was lessening as they got older. They either played video games or watched shows on the internet. I also hoped that by getting rid of the cable we would not only save $50 per month but I could possibly start writing and the kids would study more and improve their grades. This is a sacrifice that paid off in every way possible. Although, my husband has suffered with the loss of his sports options, like no Monday night football.
4. Land line telephone...gone! Funnily, this probably should have been one of the first things to go but I'm still kind of old fashioned when it comes to the power of new technology. We were down to just local service with again the very basics but it was costing us $30 a month and most of that was taxes and fees. We were using our cell phones to place long distance calls. I still believed in my heart that we 'had' to have a land line home phone just in case there was a fire or medical emergency. Finally, I bit the bullet and waved AT&T goodbye. It got to the point that the only people calling me were bill collectors, anyhow, so I am really enjoying the peace and quiet these days!
5. Haute couture? I think not. I've always been a frugal retail clothes shopper. I get a thrill when I find the item marked down three times to less than half of its original price. I know that most retailers have 100% markup or more so I know when I'm getting a deal. I was never a mall shopper but would go maybe once per month. I used to go to Target at least once per week. Those were the days of old. For the last three years there are only a few retailers that I frequent: Old Navy, TJ Maxx, Marshalls, and Ross. I only look on the clearance racks. Even if I'm shopping for Christmas gifts and the only thing on clearance is short sleeved I will still pick up the items because where I live winter lasts only a few months. My favorite place to shop is Old Navy, hands down. I can (and have) picked up tank tops and bathing suits for less than a dollar. I have spent $20 and gotten at least six different outfits. The other great thing about Old Navy is that you can fill out a survey and receive 10% off your next purchase. This incentive runs various times throughout the year.
6. AVON. When I first found out that AVON sold more than just lipstick it piqued my interest. You mean I could sign on to become and Independent Sales Representative and get a discount on sandals, clothes, and accessories?! I could have my own website where people could go and shop, pay online, and have the items shipped directly to them? Okay, let's do it. Well, I did this about two years ago. I have never been a pushy sales person and I did not plan to be the person saying, "AVON calling". I just wanted to shop for reasonably priced stuff so I could get a discount. Recently my husband and my mother, who work at state offices with hundreds of employees, have increased my client list. I really appreciate all of their efforts to hand out the books, take the orders, and make the deliveries. I must develop a plan for 2011 whereby I can increase my internet sales. By having just one person order online using my website every month, it should pay for the monthly fee.
7. Drama. I can hear Mary J. Blige in the background singing, "no more drama". I just can't deal with drama. An over-exaggeration of insignificant events is just not worth the elevation of blood pressure. So, how can I eliminate exposure to these unnecessary events? I guess I can avoid situations that I know will be drama-filled. I can physically remove myself from potential blow outs. I can take a moment to breath. I can take a moment to think about the repercussions of my actions. I can have a more positive outlook on people and their intentions. I can remind myself of what is important in life.
Okay, so I didn't really follow the prompt exactly as it was written. My bad (I hate that saying). But, I did take time to reflect on some great changes I've made in my life, things I've gotten rid of, and I took the time to look at things that can be improved in 2011. So, it's not eleven but it's a start. I'm sure I can come up with more and perhaps you will see them in future blogs.
Friday, December 10, 2010
If You Got IT, You Got IT
Maybe it's the timing of this question, but the only thing that comes to mind is what is primary on my current agenda.
December 10 - Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out? (Author: Susannah Conway).:
Whether or not this decision I made this year was wise or not is yet to be determined. But, while in the midst of the effects of this decision, it appears our choice to pursue an opportunity has paid off.
When Nicolas was a baby we were approached by strangers and passersby who were impressed enough by our youngest child to stop, say a kind word, and encourage us to pursue modeling. We knew he had an interesting look and with his warm brown skin and light hazel eyes it was a unique combination which made him ethnically ambiguous and stand out from other children.
At the time, we were located in the best possible region to pursue such an endeavor, less than one hour from New York City. I did some research on my end, bought a book on children's modeling and took a couple of photographs. I knew that you only needed to send a candid photo, some information on the child's appearance and size, and a cover letter. I mailed out about ten or so letters to agents within the tri-state area. I received five letters of interest and invitations to audition or attend an open call.
One agency said to comeback when he wore size 2T, another agency was located in Staten Island and I just didn't feel adventurous enough to go, and another agency wanted us to sign a two year contract and that scared the crap out of me; I just didn't know enough at the time. Another agency was in New Jersey and kept our photo on file but I was not diligent in updating his pictures. We ended up working with an agency in Connecticut about 20 minutes from our home. At eleven months old Nicolas booked his first job and was a paid model.
We moved to another part of the country and put his 'career' on the back-burner, so to speak. It wasn't until I heard one of those commercials on television advertising that a talent agent would be in town scouting for new talent in our area. It was an open call. I ended up taking both of my sons thinking nothing ventured, nothing gained. About a week later we received a letter inviting Nicolas to a call-back; my other son did not receive an invitation. While I did not pursue this opportunity it did, however, reinstate that there was something 'special' about my kid and other people could see it.
It wasn't until last year, 2009, that I approached Nicolas and asked him directly if he wanted to be entered into a tween model search contest. He was open to it and agreed to do the photo shoot and participate in the contest. He's been taking acting and improvisation classes as electives throughout his elementary and middle school years so I knew he had an interest in the industry. As luck would have it he was one of the winners of the Soul Fusion Tween Model Search Contest for 2009. He won a free two-hour photo shoot and a free photo.
He completed his photo session and were were very happy with the results. It was difficult to pare down the choices for the photos we wanted to purchase. I fell in love with a picture that captured his beautiful eyes and spirit. I purchased two extra 8x10's. I did some research into local talent agents and chose two that I would submit his photo, resume, and cover letter.
And, as I do in a lot of things, I procrastinated and waited to send them out. I wanted to make sure that we were prepared for the outcome of such a solicitation, both the positive and negative. I had to map out the repercussions of what would happen if we pursued it and were successful. Would we be able to devote the time, effort, and expense? Most importantly, would Nicolas want to do it?
I bit the bullet and mailed off his package to the prospective agents on July 1st. By July 27, 2010 Nicolas had a two-year exclusive contract with a talent agency. Since that date there were many decisions to be made. Which photographer to use for head shots? What pictures to choose for his official head shot?
Was it a wise decision to pursue this opportunity that not many kids get? I guess it is fair to say 'yes' because Nicolas has his first commercial, with pay, tomorrow. Let's just say, he's on his way!
December 10 - Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out? (Author: Susannah Conway).:
Whether or not this decision I made this year was wise or not is yet to be determined. But, while in the midst of the effects of this decision, it appears our choice to pursue an opportunity has paid off.
When Nicolas was a baby we were approached by strangers and passersby who were impressed enough by our youngest child to stop, say a kind word, and encourage us to pursue modeling. We knew he had an interesting look and with his warm brown skin and light hazel eyes it was a unique combination which made him ethnically ambiguous and stand out from other children.
At the time, we were located in the best possible region to pursue such an endeavor, less than one hour from New York City. I did some research on my end, bought a book on children's modeling and took a couple of photographs. I knew that you only needed to send a candid photo, some information on the child's appearance and size, and a cover letter. I mailed out about ten or so letters to agents within the tri-state area. I received five letters of interest and invitations to audition or attend an open call.
One agency said to comeback when he wore size 2T, another agency was located in Staten Island and I just didn't feel adventurous enough to go, and another agency wanted us to sign a two year contract and that scared the crap out of me; I just didn't know enough at the time. Another agency was in New Jersey and kept our photo on file but I was not diligent in updating his pictures. We ended up working with an agency in Connecticut about 20 minutes from our home. At eleven months old Nicolas booked his first job and was a paid model.
We moved to another part of the country and put his 'career' on the back-burner, so to speak. It wasn't until I heard one of those commercials on television advertising that a talent agent would be in town scouting for new talent in our area. It was an open call. I ended up taking both of my sons thinking nothing ventured, nothing gained. About a week later we received a letter inviting Nicolas to a call-back; my other son did not receive an invitation. While I did not pursue this opportunity it did, however, reinstate that there was something 'special' about my kid and other people could see it.
It wasn't until last year, 2009, that I approached Nicolas and asked him directly if he wanted to be entered into a tween model search contest. He was open to it and agreed to do the photo shoot and participate in the contest. He's been taking acting and improvisation classes as electives throughout his elementary and middle school years so I knew he had an interest in the industry. As luck would have it he was one of the winners of the Soul Fusion Tween Model Search Contest for 2009. He won a free two-hour photo shoot and a free photo.
He completed his photo session and were were very happy with the results. It was difficult to pare down the choices for the photos we wanted to purchase. I fell in love with a picture that captured his beautiful eyes and spirit. I purchased two extra 8x10's. I did some research into local talent agents and chose two that I would submit his photo, resume, and cover letter.
And, as I do in a lot of things, I procrastinated and waited to send them out. I wanted to make sure that we were prepared for the outcome of such a solicitation, both the positive and negative. I had to map out the repercussions of what would happen if we pursued it and were successful. Would we be able to devote the time, effort, and expense? Most importantly, would Nicolas want to do it?
I bit the bullet and mailed off his package to the prospective agents on July 1st. By July 27, 2010 Nicolas had a two-year exclusive contract with a talent agency. Since that date there were many decisions to be made. Which photographer to use for head shots? What pictures to choose for his official head shot?
Was it a wise decision to pursue this opportunity that not many kids get? I guess it is fair to say 'yes' because Nicolas has his first commercial, with pay, tomorrow. Let's just say, he's on his way!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Who Needs a Big Party When We Have Each Other?
This may be an exercise in grasping at straws to see what I can come up with to even do this reflection a smidgen of justice. But, here it goes.
December 9 - Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food drink, clothes, shenanigans. (Author: Shauna Reid).:
Can I just say that we never go out?! I mean we, as a couple, do not socialize. So, we are not party people. We barely even celebrate birthdays, even our kids' birthdays. Very rarely did we have a party which extended beyond our immediate family. Mostly it is due to the timing of the kids' birthdays. Justin's birthday is during the summer, near the fourth of July, when schools are closed and people are on vacation. Nicolas' birthday is two days after Christmas; again, during the holidays and when people may be traveling. So, we never went crazy having a bunch of kids over the house or picking a venue with an extended guest list.
There is a day this past year that does come to mind, however, which was quite memorable and special in its own little way. Even with limited funds (which is always the case) we were able to have fun and incorporate most of the elements of a well-rounded social gathering.
September 24th was my mother's 70th birthday. We had quite a day planned and the schedule was tight. In the morning I took my mother to IHOP (International House of Pancakes) just as a fluke and to fuel our bodies for the busy day ahead. We had never been to this particular establishment although we had been to other IHOP restaurants years ago. We were happy to see a portion of the menu applicable to Senior's and a lower-calorie option listing for me on the menu as well. When we were initially greeted and seated at our table the hostess asked us what brought us to the establishment and I innocently mentioned that we were celebrating my mom's birthday. After we enjoyed our healthy breakfast and before we received our check we heard a commotion in the restaurant. The other patrons started clapping and so my mom and I joined the other's while looking around to see what was happening. Before we knew it, our waiter and his peers arrived at our table with a hot fudge sundae and one lit candle in the middle of the dish. My mom and I looked at each other in disbelief and amazement. We started laughing and I think she even got a little teary-eyed. Hot fudge sundae happens to be one of my mom's favorite desserts and she willingly shared her sweet birthday treat with me.
I took some pictures of her enjoying her special moment at IHOP with my cell phone camera. We got a kick out of taking them and then sharing the pictures with the rest of the family. We still can't get over the surprise and fun we had that day. Was it a party? No, but it was a wonderful celebration of a special birthday with yummy food and an unexpected birthday wish sung by complete strangers.
December 9 - Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food drink, clothes, shenanigans. (Author: Shauna Reid).:
Can I just say that we never go out?! I mean we, as a couple, do not socialize. So, we are not party people. We barely even celebrate birthdays, even our kids' birthdays. Very rarely did we have a party which extended beyond our immediate family. Mostly it is due to the timing of the kids' birthdays. Justin's birthday is during the summer, near the fourth of July, when schools are closed and people are on vacation. Nicolas' birthday is two days after Christmas; again, during the holidays and when people may be traveling. So, we never went crazy having a bunch of kids over the house or picking a venue with an extended guest list.
There is a day this past year that does come to mind, however, which was quite memorable and special in its own little way. Even with limited funds (which is always the case) we were able to have fun and incorporate most of the elements of a well-rounded social gathering.
September 24th was my mother's 70th birthday. We had quite a day planned and the schedule was tight. In the morning I took my mother to IHOP (International House of Pancakes) just as a fluke and to fuel our bodies for the busy day ahead. We had never been to this particular establishment although we had been to other IHOP restaurants years ago. We were happy to see a portion of the menu applicable to Senior's and a lower-calorie option listing for me on the menu as well. When we were initially greeted and seated at our table the hostess asked us what brought us to the establishment and I innocently mentioned that we were celebrating my mom's birthday. After we enjoyed our healthy breakfast and before we received our check we heard a commotion in the restaurant. The other patrons started clapping and so my mom and I joined the other's while looking around to see what was happening. Before we knew it, our waiter and his peers arrived at our table with a hot fudge sundae and one lit candle in the middle of the dish. My mom and I looked at each other in disbelief and amazement. We started laughing and I think she even got a little teary-eyed. Hot fudge sundae happens to be one of my mom's favorite desserts and she willingly shared her sweet birthday treat with me.
I took some pictures of her enjoying her special moment at IHOP with my cell phone camera. We got a kick out of taking them and then sharing the pictures with the rest of the family. We still can't get over the surprise and fun we had that day. Was it a party? No, but it was a wonderful celebration of a special birthday with yummy food and an unexpected birthday wish sung by complete strangers.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Every Shade In Between
I'm not really feeling this prompt because we are told that it is our similarities which hold us together as a human race. Being unique and different is almost passe. In fact, the more you are exposed to people on the internet and expand your social circle you begin to realize that in the end we are more the same than different. Nonetheless, here it goes:
December 8 - Beautifully Different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different - you'll find they're what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond).:
If I am pushed to contemplate how I am different than other people I can easily defer to my physical appearance, but this does not necessarily make me beautiful. My wrinkles, blemishes, and imperfections are definitely my own and no one else's. But beautiful? No way. I am morbidly obese and so is 30% of American adults; unfortunately, not a noteworthy difference. So, for the purpose of this reflection, let's forget the physical differences which make us 'beautiful'.
Another thing I thought about which makes me beautifully different is my choice in people whom I've gotten to know and even fell in love with (but is this really a choice?). I guess what I'm trying to say is that ever since I can remember I've been intrigued by people who are different than me. I've allowed myself to think outside the box and got to know people of different religions, cultures, and races.
I was raised a Roman Catholic, in a middle-class white neighborhood, in Stamford, Connecticut. It wasn't until third grade that kids from the other side of town were being bused in our elementary school. So, I was lucky to be immersed in a diverse educational community at such a young age. While some folks may have been uncomfortable, I was intrigued. At first, I was the victim of bullying. It seems that the black girls always threatened to 'kick my butt'. I'm not sure why I was sought out specifically but, in the end, we became friends.
A lot of my friends, growing up, were Jewish. I was lucky enough to be invited to their Bat Mitzvah's. I even wanted to convert. Their religion seemed so much cooler than mine. I was impressed with the synagogue, ceremony, and celebration. Being Catholic seemed so boring in comparison.
In fifth grade I had my first kiss with a boy who was Portuguese. He was beautifully brown-skinned with warm brown eyes. Yes, he was beautifully different than all of the other boys. My brother teased me by saying, "Spic and Pam". It was horrible to hear a racially-charged nickname. And, I knew even at that tender age, that it just wasn't right (besides the fact that the Portuguese speak Portuguese, not Spanish!). It was sad to grow up with such ignorance.
In middle school, during the Iran-hostage crisis, I became friendly with a young man who happened to be Iranian. He went to my school, he looked a little different, and had a great sense of humor. It caused a problem at home when he called and I had to explain who he was to my parents. I didn't see what the big deal was but now I realize that my parents came from a different generation with different ideas about appropriate interactions. Unfortunately, my friend moved to California but he made it a point to keep in touch with me and wrote me quite a few letters.
In college, I soared and met so many new people from such vast backgrounds that the energy and excitement of learning went beyond the classroom and my curiosity was filled in the relationships that formed. I met people from different parts of the United States, Brazil, Germany, and Jamaica. All of these people brought with them different accents, languages, attitudes, and cultural habits. I thrived on learning how we were different but what brought us together, ultimately, was our similarities. This was a beautiful discovery!
I fell in love with a black man who was born in Germany. This was not intentional or on purpose. You really can't help who you fall in love with and my relationship with my husband, David, is proof. When we met, in my twenties, we were both unemployed, unattached, and vulnerable. We were each others' cheerleader and biggest supporter. We grew up together emotionally. While my family did not approve of our relationship, at first, I did not care. It was David, the human being, whom I fell for. His race, his color, and his religion did not matter.
What makes me beautifully different? It is the relationships I form with people from many different religions, races, and cultures. What do I do that makes others 'light up'? It is my appreciation for the differences and similarities we share.
December 8 - Beautifully Different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different - you'll find they're what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond).:
If I am pushed to contemplate how I am different than other people I can easily defer to my physical appearance, but this does not necessarily make me beautiful. My wrinkles, blemishes, and imperfections are definitely my own and no one else's. But beautiful? No way. I am morbidly obese and so is 30% of American adults; unfortunately, not a noteworthy difference. So, for the purpose of this reflection, let's forget the physical differences which make us 'beautiful'.
Another thing I thought about which makes me beautifully different is my choice in people whom I've gotten to know and even fell in love with (but is this really a choice?). I guess what I'm trying to say is that ever since I can remember I've been intrigued by people who are different than me. I've allowed myself to think outside the box and got to know people of different religions, cultures, and races.
I was raised a Roman Catholic, in a middle-class white neighborhood, in Stamford, Connecticut. It wasn't until third grade that kids from the other side of town were being bused in our elementary school. So, I was lucky to be immersed in a diverse educational community at such a young age. While some folks may have been uncomfortable, I was intrigued. At first, I was the victim of bullying. It seems that the black girls always threatened to 'kick my butt'. I'm not sure why I was sought out specifically but, in the end, we became friends.
A lot of my friends, growing up, were Jewish. I was lucky enough to be invited to their Bat Mitzvah's. I even wanted to convert. Their religion seemed so much cooler than mine. I was impressed with the synagogue, ceremony, and celebration. Being Catholic seemed so boring in comparison.
In fifth grade I had my first kiss with a boy who was Portuguese. He was beautifully brown-skinned with warm brown eyes. Yes, he was beautifully different than all of the other boys. My brother teased me by saying, "Spic and Pam". It was horrible to hear a racially-charged nickname. And, I knew even at that tender age, that it just wasn't right (besides the fact that the Portuguese speak Portuguese, not Spanish!). It was sad to grow up with such ignorance.
In middle school, during the Iran-hostage crisis, I became friendly with a young man who happened to be Iranian. He went to my school, he looked a little different, and had a great sense of humor. It caused a problem at home when he called and I had to explain who he was to my parents. I didn't see what the big deal was but now I realize that my parents came from a different generation with different ideas about appropriate interactions. Unfortunately, my friend moved to California but he made it a point to keep in touch with me and wrote me quite a few letters.
In college, I soared and met so many new people from such vast backgrounds that the energy and excitement of learning went beyond the classroom and my curiosity was filled in the relationships that formed. I met people from different parts of the United States, Brazil, Germany, and Jamaica. All of these people brought with them different accents, languages, attitudes, and cultural habits. I thrived on learning how we were different but what brought us together, ultimately, was our similarities. This was a beautiful discovery!
I fell in love with a black man who was born in Germany. This was not intentional or on purpose. You really can't help who you fall in love with and my relationship with my husband, David, is proof. When we met, in my twenties, we were both unemployed, unattached, and vulnerable. We were each others' cheerleader and biggest supporter. We grew up together emotionally. While my family did not approve of our relationship, at first, I did not care. It was David, the human being, whom I fell for. His race, his color, and his religion did not matter.
What makes me beautifully different? It is the relationships I form with people from many different religions, races, and cultures. What do I do that makes others 'light up'? It is my appreciation for the differences and similarities we share.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
How Can My Friend Be My Enemy?
For someone who is pretty much a hermit, introvert, and basically an anti-social person, 'community', in the true sense of the word, makes me cringe. When I saw today's prompt I kind of dreaded the task of devising a response. But here's my attempt at the following challenge:
December 7 - Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011?
I actually started participating in the Facebook community during 2009 but I intentionally decided to expand my 'reach' during 2010. Facebook has been a savior of sorts to me. I have reconnected with some fantastic people from my past. People who I shared a lot of childhood memories and 'first' experiences have accepted my Facebook friendship. Some of these rekindled connections have been extremely positive and supportive. They have made me feel like I was a 'part of' something great. For a person who 'works' from home, a connection to the outside world is sometimes crucial for one's piece of mind. It breaks up the monotony and predictability of being a stay-at-home mom.
Yes, there have been some surprising 'de-friending' situations which do have me baffled and, yes, I did take this personally. There have also been some friendship requests initiated by me that are still out there in cyberspace, dangling on a leash, and waiting for acceptance. Yes, I still take it personally. But there are a few Facebook friends with whom I've shared quite a bit of my life and while they've retained my status as 'friend' (at least virtually) there has been no reciprocation of 'reaching out'. I mean a total dismissal of an e-mail with well-wishes. This pisses me off. Situations like this only reiterate the positives of being a recluse with limited friends. Basically, it lessens the probability of getting hurt.
Facebook has eaten up a lot of my precious time that I could spend blogging or writing my first novel. Specifically, I tend to procrastinate with the virtual games that offer the fake pleasures of: working my farm, clearing my frontier, honing my poker skills, and bejiggling the bejesus out of bejeweled blitz. This is stuff that is under my control, though. I can purposely change my behavior and schedule, with a little commitment on my part, and control the time I spend on Facebook. This is one of my goals for 2011: to adjust my time on Facebook doing frivolous, fun stuff.
I've enjoyed joining some groups and participating in writing challenges like Nanowrimo and #reverb10. During 2011, I hope to expand my horizons and concentrate on: following more blogs, writing more blogs, and reaching out to the writing community both virtually and within my region.
December 7 - Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011?
I actually started participating in the Facebook community during 2009 but I intentionally decided to expand my 'reach' during 2010. Facebook has been a savior of sorts to me. I have reconnected with some fantastic people from my past. People who I shared a lot of childhood memories and 'first' experiences have accepted my Facebook friendship. Some of these rekindled connections have been extremely positive and supportive. They have made me feel like I was a 'part of' something great. For a person who 'works' from home, a connection to the outside world is sometimes crucial for one's piece of mind. It breaks up the monotony and predictability of being a stay-at-home mom.
Yes, there have been some surprising 'de-friending' situations which do have me baffled and, yes, I did take this personally. There have also been some friendship requests initiated by me that are still out there in cyberspace, dangling on a leash, and waiting for acceptance. Yes, I still take it personally. But there are a few Facebook friends with whom I've shared quite a bit of my life and while they've retained my status as 'friend' (at least virtually) there has been no reciprocation of 'reaching out'. I mean a total dismissal of an e-mail with well-wishes. This pisses me off. Situations like this only reiterate the positives of being a recluse with limited friends. Basically, it lessens the probability of getting hurt.
Facebook has eaten up a lot of my precious time that I could spend blogging or writing my first novel. Specifically, I tend to procrastinate with the virtual games that offer the fake pleasures of: working my farm, clearing my frontier, honing my poker skills, and bejiggling the bejesus out of bejeweled blitz. This is stuff that is under my control, though. I can purposely change my behavior and schedule, with a little commitment on my part, and control the time I spend on Facebook. This is one of my goals for 2011: to adjust my time on Facebook doing frivolous, fun stuff.
I've enjoyed joining some groups and participating in writing challenges like Nanowrimo and #reverb10. During 2011, I hope to expand my horizons and concentrate on: following more blogs, writing more blogs, and reaching out to the writing community both virtually and within my region.
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