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Monday, December 28, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Guest Blogger...
Today's guest blogger is....My brother Evan.... I am so incredibly proud of him. Owns his own company, getting ready to graduate from IU, and an all around great person. Shares the Burns family love of writing that comes from our grandpa... Enjoy
Are You Running Down the Hallway?...
It’s finals week, which luckily is really not that big of a deal this year. It would take an Obama style blackmail to get my GPA to move either up or down because the number of credits I have.
I’ve been fairly frustrated this past few days because I’ve had a bad cold, and because everybody else in the company has gotten sick too, and that nothing seemed to be cooperating. I then started to drop my level of performance and succumb to making excuses to myself why I wasn’t getting things done.
As I was sitting in my room at 1:00am sorting through 100 resumes for two low paying jobs I’m offering (and Obama says the recession is over), several other guys who just finished their finals busted through the door and started blaring Christmas music and dancing (no they hadn’t been drinking). Of course you can imagine that we all looked like idiots but it was fun haha.
After the song was over we shot the breeze for a few minutes and they left seeing the mass of papers sitting on my desk. I found myself after this working much faster even standing up at my desk (when I’m in the zone I stand and work). This brief 10 minute break to enjoy the joyous spirit of the holiday increased my happiness and productivity about 5 fold. It reaffirmed the reason i’m chasing the entrepreneurs dream, because of the freedom to drop everything and be spontaneous (uh and oh yeah to be the owner of my destiny). As I got back to work, my nose dripped on a paper I was reading (ugh). 15 minutes ago this would have pushed me over the edge. Now, I just got up to go the bathroom to blow my nose. Without even thinking about it, I found myself jogging down the hallway. This is what I do when I’m totally content, don’t ask me why but I hate just walking around.
Here is the point of the story, take some time and do something today that reminds you why you are in the game, it will push you to achieve even more than you thought. Maybe you’ll run down the hallway too.
E
check out his website...www.olympiamediagroup.com
Are You Running Down the Hallway?...
It’s finals week, which luckily is really not that big of a deal this year. It would take an Obama style blackmail to get my GPA to move either up or down because the number of credits I have.
I’ve been fairly frustrated this past few days because I’ve had a bad cold, and because everybody else in the company has gotten sick too, and that nothing seemed to be cooperating. I then started to drop my level of performance and succumb to making excuses to myself why I wasn’t getting things done.
As I was sitting in my room at 1:00am sorting through 100 resumes for two low paying jobs I’m offering (and Obama says the recession is over), several other guys who just finished their finals busted through the door and started blaring Christmas music and dancing (no they hadn’t been drinking). Of course you can imagine that we all looked like idiots but it was fun haha.
After the song was over we shot the breeze for a few minutes and they left seeing the mass of papers sitting on my desk. I found myself after this working much faster even standing up at my desk (when I’m in the zone I stand and work). This brief 10 minute break to enjoy the joyous spirit of the holiday increased my happiness and productivity about 5 fold. It reaffirmed the reason i’m chasing the entrepreneurs dream, because of the freedom to drop everything and be spontaneous (uh and oh yeah to be the owner of my destiny). As I got back to work, my nose dripped on a paper I was reading (ugh). 15 minutes ago this would have pushed me over the edge. Now, I just got up to go the bathroom to blow my nose. Without even thinking about it, I found myself jogging down the hallway. This is what I do when I’m totally content, don’t ask me why but I hate just walking around.
Here is the point of the story, take some time and do something today that reminds you why you are in the game, it will push you to achieve even more than you thought. Maybe you’ll run down the hallway too.
E
check out his website...www.olympiamediagroup.com
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Mom, she hates me...
You may be thinking that statement came from one of my teenagers... actually it was my kindergartener...
Jaden came straight in after school today and said very matter of factly..."mom, there's this girl...and she hates me." He was apparently upset by this.
So I say "Jaden, I am sure she doesn't hate you" to which he replies... "oh yes she does! She told me so."
So now I am thinkin, ok... who is this chick and why the heck is she hatin on my baby boy. So I probe further...
Is this girl in your class... "No"
Is she in the other kindergarten class... "yes"
And she said she hates you... "yes"
Do you know why... "no"
Does this pint size heartbreaker have a name... "yes"
Well what is it... "Summer"
So this Summer just came up to you and said she hates you for no apparent reason... "yes"
Did she say anything else... "just one more thing"
Well what else did she say... "she said she thinks I'm cute."
Aha! Playground romance. Try explaining to a six year old that a girl only says she hates you because she really likes you... makes for a very confusing conversation.
Crisis averted... I don't think there will be any lasting emotional scars from this one.... but you never know. :)
Jaden came straight in after school today and said very matter of factly..."mom, there's this girl...and she hates me." He was apparently upset by this.
So I say "Jaden, I am sure she doesn't hate you" to which he replies... "oh yes she does! She told me so."
So now I am thinkin, ok... who is this chick and why the heck is she hatin on my baby boy. So I probe further...
Is this girl in your class... "No"
Is she in the other kindergarten class... "yes"
And she said she hates you... "yes"
Do you know why... "no"
Does this pint size heartbreaker have a name... "yes"
Well what is it... "Summer"
So this Summer just came up to you and said she hates you for no apparent reason... "yes"
Did she say anything else... "just one more thing"
Well what else did she say... "she said she thinks I'm cute."
Aha! Playground romance. Try explaining to a six year old that a girl only says she hates you because she really likes you... makes for a very confusing conversation.
Crisis averted... I don't think there will be any lasting emotional scars from this one.... but you never know. :)
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Windy Wednesday...
It is extremely windy up here on the hill this morning... I think I should probably just stay home and hold on...
Yesterday was my dad's birthday. 67...I don't like that number much. When I graduated from high school, my dad was the same age I am now. I can't seem to get my mind around that one. In my eyes, my dad will always be young.
I called him last night about 10:30. He was in his usual spot... the garage... watching the usual... a ballgame. IU of course.
Besides the tv in the garage, he has four tv's in the house. Two in the living room alone... a big screen, but also one at the bar. That way he can have two different games on... sit on a swiveling bar stool and pivot back and forth to catch both. (can you say SportsAddicts Annonymous!) There is also a tv in the den and one in the bedroom. But where does he choose to spend all his time... In the garage. Must be a man thing.
He has a steady stream of visitors to the garage. Mikey from next door, my Uncle Gary from a few blocks over, and most everyone in between. They file in and out at all hours. He's a popular guy my dad.
So as we ended our conversation, I wished him a happy birthday and told him i love him very much... He told me he loves me with all his heart... Then he said what he says every single year, "just glad to be celebrating another one." :)
Me and Dad at the Bubble Room on Capitiva Island way back in 1992... nice outfits :)
Yesterday was my dad's birthday. 67...I don't like that number much. When I graduated from high school, my dad was the same age I am now. I can't seem to get my mind around that one. In my eyes, my dad will always be young.
I called him last night about 10:30. He was in his usual spot... the garage... watching the usual... a ballgame. IU of course.
Besides the tv in the garage, he has four tv's in the house. Two in the living room alone... a big screen, but also one at the bar. That way he can have two different games on... sit on a swiveling bar stool and pivot back and forth to catch both. (can you say SportsAddicts Annonymous!) There is also a tv in the den and one in the bedroom. But where does he choose to spend all his time... In the garage. Must be a man thing.
He has a steady stream of visitors to the garage. Mikey from next door, my Uncle Gary from a few blocks over, and most everyone in between. They file in and out at all hours. He's a popular guy my dad.
So as we ended our conversation, I wished him a happy birthday and told him i love him very much... He told me he loves me with all his heart... Then he said what he says every single year, "just glad to be celebrating another one." :)
Me and Dad at the Bubble Room on Capitiva Island way back in 1992... nice outfits :)
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Christmas Parade...
Today was the parade. It was SO cold. We stayed in the van until we heard the sirens coming. We still froze to death by the time it was over. Kids had fun though. And imagine my surprise when they start telling Santa what they want for Christmas and there is no mention of any of the items that they picked out at Walmart Thursday night.... you know the ones I went back and got on Friday morning (as was all part of my Brilliant plan in my last post) OMG! So much for my strategy.
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Thursday, December 3, 2009
Strategy...
Ok so the countdown is on and I have two gifts in my possession. Considering the fact that I have four kids, four parents, two in-laws, two brothers, one grandparent, two neices and a nephew... that is SO not a good thing. Despite my best efforts to concentrate and shop online I am constantly distracted soooo.... time to regroup and replan my attack.
Depite every fiber of my being telling me to do otherwise... I am going to take the kids to walmart after school (um...that's after 3:30... and if any of you followed my facebook rantings last week when I went after 3:30 you will understand why this is dangerous to my health) But, I will bite the bullet and take them there...spend time in the dreaded toy aisle while they pick out their favorite things...then return tomorrow and buy it all. Sounds like a plan don't yout think?
Heaven help the poor soul that blocks my way with their cart while talking on their cell oblivious to every other person on the planet... I pity the fool. ;)
Depite every fiber of my being telling me to do otherwise... I am going to take the kids to walmart after school (um...that's after 3:30... and if any of you followed my facebook rantings last week when I went after 3:30 you will understand why this is dangerous to my health) But, I will bite the bullet and take them there...spend time in the dreaded toy aisle while they pick out their favorite things...then return tomorrow and buy it all. Sounds like a plan don't yout think?
Heaven help the poor soul that blocks my way with their cart while talking on their cell oblivious to every other person on the planet... I pity the fool. ;)
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