Posted by: Heather A. | March 23, 2010

Happy Birthday, Furbaby

I know I promised my travel tips post next (and I swear it’s ready — written and scheduled to be posted on Thursday, in fact!), but I couldn’t let today pass without a post to my furbaby, Bryce.  Why?  Because today, March 23, is his official adoption birthday.  Seven years ago today, we adopted Bryce from the local Animal Shelter.  Best. Decision. EVER.

To me he is the sweetest, gentlest, best dog God ever created, and he is my BABY.   The fact that he has fur and 4 legs doesn’t matter a bit.

Bryce is about 8 years old now, and Lord willing, we’ll have many more good years together.  However long we have, he has blessed our lives in ways I can’t even begin to express.

A few weeks ago, I did a You Capture post dedicated to Bryce, and rather than reprint all I said there, I’ll simply link to it and end by saying, “Happy Birthday, to my First Baby, my Furbaby, Bryce.  WE LOVE YOU.”

Posted by: Heather A. | March 22, 2010

The Glamorous Life of Travel

There are two reactions I typically get when people find out that I travel for my job: “Poor thing!” or “Wow, that must be very cool.”  As extremes often go, neither is quite right.  For the most part I enjoy traveling, or at least I don’t mind it so much.  I can honestly say I like my job, I’m grateful to work for a great company, and I enjoy using up the frequent flier miles and hotel points to take my family on vacations like our upcoming one to Disney World (4 plane tickets all bought with miles!).

Glamorous, however, it is NOT, and no day was less glamorous than Wednesday, February 24, 2010, as I attempted to make my way home from Manchester, NH.  If you follow me on Twitter, you might remember that day, as I tweeted up a storm, trying to keep my friends and family up to date on the latest insane travel developments.  Never have I been more grateful for technology than I was on that day — it saved me a ton of phone calls because everyone could either check Twitter or Facebook.

That day was so crazy, that I decided it desperately deserved its own blog post, so here goes (be warned: this is a long one!).

Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Manchester, NH

4:00am – Alarm goes off.  I once again curse late afternoon meetings that make it impossible for me to fly home that night.  Glad I decided to forgo my usual 6am flight home through Charlotte in favor of sleeping an extra 30 minutes and going through LaGuardia instead.  Ha ha ha.

5:00am – Check out of hotel and get into a cab whose driver appears no older than 15.  I take a leap of faith and do not ask to see his license.  It’s just too darn early to care.  Oh, and it’s SNOWING.  Supposed to be a decent sized storm.  Famous last words: “I’m glad I’m getting out of here early!”

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Posted by: Heather A. | March 19, 2010

Ebb and Flow

For those of you who know me in real life, you’ve probably already figured out that my rate of posting is in direct correlation to how crazy things are at work.  Not busy, because there’s always a ton to do, and there’s always time I could find to dash off a post (as I have done previously from random airports!), but CRAZY — as in my mental capacity for creativity is GONE.  Even coming up with ideas is tough sometimes, so I have HUGE respect for those of you who update your blogs daily.

The last few weeks have been jam packed with travel, meetings, and general insanity at home and at work, but I’m thinking a brief lull this weekend might allow for a couple quick posts that have been rattling around in my brain.  Mainly I’m just trying not to feel guilty about how my posting ebbs and flows.  Like I wrote in my Mommy Guilt post, Life’s just too short for such stupidity.

So basically, this post is really a “thank you” for YOU, the awesome people who check my blog daily (even when I don’t!).  I love you for keeping tabs on me, and I want you to know I appreciate the interest.  Stay patient with me, and I’ll (try to) stay patient with myself as the Ebb and Flow continues. 🙂

Posted by: Heather A. | March 1, 2010

Things to come…

Another LONG LONG LONG travel week for me, so likely few, if any, posts.  However, if you follow me on Twitter or FB, you probably know of my travel nightmare/comedy of errors from last week.  I’m working on a post about that (because it truly deserves to be immortalized), as well as a How To Travel Like a Pro post for my friends and family who are blessed to NOT travel nearly as much as I do.

In the meantime, hope you all have a very blessed week.  I’ll leave you with this jewel from my church’s sermon yesterday: “You don’t have to focus your life on loving yourself.  God loves you more and better than you ever could.”  What a concept!!!

Posted by: Heather A. | February 24, 2010


Peter Parker (aka Spiderman) kissed Mary Jane.

5 1/2 year old D: “Why does he kiss her, Mommy?”

Me: “Because he likes her.”

D: “Hmmm…”

Me: “Do you think that’s icky?”

D: “No.”

Me: “You don’t think kissing a girl is icky?”

D: “No. I would like it.”

Me: “Really? Have you ever kissed a girl?”

D: “Sure, lots of times.”


D: (rolling his eyes) “I’m looking right at her!”

Got me there. 🙂

Posted by: Heather A. | February 22, 2010

Green Day – Part 1

Last Friday was Pink Day at A’s class, complete with pink cookies for snack.  (If you remember from The Power of Pink, pink is A’s favoritest color ever, so he was loving that theme.)  Anyway, parents sign up for each color day, and our day – Green – will be coming up soon.  I asked A what he’d like us to bring for Green Day snack, which prompted the following conversation.  Keep in mind that A is 4, and his brother D (who naturally joined in with his two cents) is 5.

A: “We could have a cake with icing for leaves.”

Me: “Um, okay, well…. “ I don’t bake, nor do I wish to buy a green cake. “How about Green jello?” My favorite, so I push it at every opportunity.

A: “Ooooh, I do not like jello.” I love how he doesn’t use contractions yet.  So cute. “We could have cookies with green icing.” Notice the theme in his suggestions?

Me: “Yes, we could have cookies.  Hey, what about celery?  I know, we could have celery with cream cheese that we color GREEN!”

A: “Ooooh, I do not like celery.  I do not think I will like that very much.”

D: “Lettuce is green.”

Me: “That’s right, lettuce IS green.  I know, we could have lettuce, and celery, and limes, and broccoli, and peas.”

Now, I know what’s coming, and you do too, right?  “Ooooh I do not like…”  But no, he surprised me.  Because actually, he can’t say he doesn’t like peas or broccoli, since we eat those frequently.  Instead he came up with this gem of logic:

A: “Mommy, it is just a small basket.” They use reusable baskets with napkins to hold their snack instead of paper plates. “It will not hold all of those things.  We should get a green cake.”


And with that, part 1 of planning was complete.  I’ll post part 2, with pictures, in a few weeks when we actually cater Green Day snack.  I’m fairly certain there won’t be a green cake.

To Be Continued…

Posted by: Heather A. | February 16, 2010

The Mom Olympics

I’m not a figure skater.  You’ll never see me on a luge, in a bobsled, or skiing cross country and pausing to shoot at a target.  Same goes for the Summer games – no gymnastics, diving, or 100-meter dash for me.

But you know what?  I’m a gold medalist in a little known event:  Changing a Child’s Wet Bed in the Dark at 3am.  Yes, fans, I’m talking about the Magnificent Olympics of Motherhood, also known as…The MOM Games.

Since some of you may not be aware that this is an actual scored event, I thought I’d take this opportunity to educate you on the finer aspects of its scoring.

1. The Event Begins – In other events, the beginning is marked by a gunshot or a horn.  Not here, although it may seem that way to your perpetually sleep-deprived body.  Here the event starts with the child leaving his or her bed.  Points are awarded based on the following criteria: How quickly do you go from fast asleep to out of bed?  Are you awake from the moment the child’s door opens, or must said child shake you awake?  Are your feet on the floor before your brain registers that you’re up?  Max score 10 points.  Points lost if spouse wakes up and you have a conversation about whose turn it is to change the bed.

2.  Bed Changing – The heart of this event.  Here you can earn a maximum of 50 points, but like in figure skating, they are divided into 2 categories: Technical (30 points) and Artistry (20 points).  Full marks given for sheets that match and covers that are fully tucked in.  All points lost if you decide to take the easy way out and cover the wet spot with a towel.

3. Change the Child – No, this isn’t about making them stop wetting the bed (oh, if only)…it’s about changing their pajamas.  10 points awarded for getting the child successfully changed, with a bonus of 5 points if the pajama bottoms and top match, and another 5 if you get the child to change himself while you change the bed.  Even at 3am, it’s all about multitasking!

4. Dump Soiled Laundry in the Laundry Room – Self explanatory.  10 points.  Points subtracted if you leave the laundry on the floor of the child’s room or in the hallway to deal with in the morning.

5. Total Time to Bed – How quickly can you execute the entire event and reach the finish line by climbing back into your own bed?  10 points.

Bonus points are awarded for the following:
10 points – Child stays half asleep and goes back to sleep with no fuss.
10 points – Sibling stays asleep during entire event (15 points if sibling is in the same room!).
20 points – Spouse stays blissfully asleep and says “I didn’t know you did that last night” when told about your marvelous performance in the morning.

Ladies and gentlemen, for those of you keeping track, I scored an amazing 155 points last night, earning me the gold medal in the 2010 MOM games.  Of course, I share this honor with many of you, but that’s the beauty of the MOM games….there are plenty of medals to go around.

So tell me, what’s your best MOM event?

Posted by: Heather A. | February 8, 2010

On the road again…

So I’m sitting in the airport in DC waiting for my flight to Denver — the first trip I’ve had in about 7 weeks — airport wireless is a beautiful thing.  I’m glad to be traveling again, since my job depends on it, but there’s always the pain of leaving home.  Kissing my husband and boys goodbye at 4:45am (while they slept, of course!) is never fun.

What it also means is that I will probably not be posting much this week, as I’m absolutely slammed with customer meetings.  Real life must come first.

So have a great week, and I’ll try to find something fun to post about from the road.  If not…see you later.

Posted by: Heather A. | February 4, 2010

You Capture: Faces

One of the blogs I love is I Should Be Folding Laundry (and not just because the name totally describes MY life!).  Beth does a “You Capture” post every week and invites others to join in with their own pictures on a particular topic.  Well, after months of stalking their blogs, I’m participating for the first time.  You can read more about the You Capture photo challenge here.

This week’s topic is Faces, and I’m going to use it to introduce you to my furbaby, my FIRST baby, Bryce.

Yes, he has one blue and one brown eye.  It’s what first caught our attention way back in March 2003 at the animal shelter.  He’s an all-American Mutt – a mix (we think) of Husky, Beagle, and probably some Shepherd (maybe Aussie?) thrown in there too.

(Confession: I cheated with that first picture.  It’s back from last year, but it shows his face really well.  The rest are from this past week, I promise!)

We adopted Bryce at a time when I was desperate to be a Mom and was struggling with infertility, so when I call him my First Baby, he really is.  My friend even threw me a “Puppy Shower” for him.  Bryce is our baby…and a great big brother to our human children.  He thinks the boys are his.

Bryce will be 8 in March.  We celebrate his birthday on the day we adopted him, March 23. We could not ask for a better furbaby.

You Capture

Posted by: Heather A. | February 3, 2010

Renegade Socks

The last load is in the washer, almost ready to be put in the dryer.  Seriously, there are no more clothes on the laundry room floor.  Can’t believe it, the laundry is almost done.

I walk downstairs, and there, on the floor….

Renegade Socks!!!

GAH!  Where did those come from?  I scoured the house before that last load, finding every last piece of clothing that the kids had dropped in their wake.  Those were NOT there before.

Obviously, there’s only one explanation.

The socks are plotting.  They are conspiring against me.  This week it was a white pair.  Last week, the green.  They take turns hiding, and I swear it happens EVERY week.

Of course, that’s just silly.  They’re (probably) not trying to drive me insane.

They’re just hiding from the sock monster that lives in the dryer.

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