WorkingMomLifeline needs you!

Hi there,

WorkingMomLifeline has entered a contest to win the chance to meet with potential venture capital investors.  Phase two of our business plan requires outside funding, so this would really be helpful for us.

The only way to get this opportunity is to get votes, lots of votes…and a positive rating that’s part of the contest star-rating system. 

So, please go to http://www.startupnation.com/elevator-pitch-2009/contestant/5347/index.php

This contest only has nine more days left to vote - people can vote once per day.  Run, don’t walk and click, click, click away.  Click on the last star to the right, directly under the videoscreen-capture (yes, I know I look like an ugly guppy with my eyes closed) image.

We’re eternally grateful!  We’d grovel, except that’s so not our style.

Thanks!

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The Homely?

Yesterday, I asked my eight year old daughter to go through her bathing suits from last summer, and see which ones still fit and which ones don’t.  We had just purchased a handful of new ones for this (yes, I’m a tad early, but we live in FL., so it’s more than just being super-anal) summer, and I knew she had them all stuffed into this one tiny drawer.

Eventually, she comes downstairs with four suits and one rashguard top, that had been a favorite…and was worn over and over again.  Here is where our “who’s on first?” exchange started to blossom.

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I’m anal and I admit it!

I don’t wholly think of myself as a person who needs to be in control all of the time, but I suppose, if I’m being brutally honest, an apt description would go something like this, ’she’s alot of fun, a great friend…and she likes to be in control most of the time.’  There, I said it.

So imagine the goosebumps when I spied a new handy-dandy, even-a-goofball-could-use-it labeler.

Thank you Brother!  And I don’t mean that in a religious or familial way.  I recently discovered the P-Touch 1280 Home & Office Labeler by Brother.  While I can’t say that it has eliminated all the chaos and stress from my life, it certainly has made it easier to keep track of all of our stuff…and my family has a lot of stuff!  My husband is a hoarder of mass proportions.  I love him dearly, but c’mon.
My happy new ‘toy’ (so much for excitement over a new sex toy, right?), has great features:
  • No rocket science degree needed to operate it.  Need I say more?

PT-1280

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Brain on Hiatus

I’m the primary shopper for groceries in our family, and as such, you would think it wouldn’t be that difficult to keep track of what we need/what I buy, right?  I’m here to prove, ‘not so much’.

I make lists (for everything), I’m a list-maker.  Lists make me feel like I have things under control.  Apparently, the part of my brain that goes with me when I go to Publix (FL. chain), didn’t get that memo.  For some bizarre, unknown-to-me reason, there are a couple of items that I always seem to add to my list: frozen whole grain pancakes and/or waffles, play the chief offender. 

Yesterday, I made a “quick Publix run”, which is akin to a quick trip to Target (damn near impossible!).  I stick to my list, as usual, only deviating by one or two items (bonus points for me?).

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Metal Mouth

I’m nervous.  No, I’m not getting braces, but my 15 year old son is getting them…tomorrow morning. 

I don’t know which of us is unhappier about it, although, I’m pretty sure he’d tell you he wins that claim to fame…and rightfully so.  Actually, he has been a great sport about it.  After the initial pleading, begging and negotiating as to why he doesn’t need them ( “my teeth look fine, the dentist has even told me I have nice teeth” and well, um, I’ll admit, the dentist did say that to him, “I’ll look like a geek, all my friends have had theirs taken off already”, “Nobody in high school has braces”, “I’m not going to smile in photos”, etc.).

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The Best Holiday Gift is School Vacation

It doesn’t matter whether you’re busily whipping up homemade cookies for the jolly guy in the bright red suit, or whether you’re already in the throes of a carb-fest latke overload, in my opinion, school vacation is the best gift any of us could receive.

Shhhh…did you hear that?  Moms everywhere just breathed a collective sigh of relief!  School vacation translates into freedom…for more than just the kids.  We all get a break from waking up at the crack of dawn, rushing around the house like a crazy (ok, we’re still a bit crazy no matter what) person, getting breakfast on the table without dumping cereal all over the floor, a respite from our position of sandwich maker extraordinaire, and backpack organizer…and most  importantly of all, a break from the gritted teeth and nagging that we all do to our kids, while trying to ensure that they’re doing their homework. 

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