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Happy August friends!
August kind of feels like a big month for me this year. I can’t seem to keep everything organized into neat posts today so you get bullets:
- Love and Marriage. My Matron of Honor duties are beginning to wrap up (still weird being a “matron”). I’m finalizing little things and preparing for a last hurrah for my friend as a “miss.” Of course my friend is getting married this month! I’ve been looking forward to this wedding for probably about 2 years. I’m also ashamed to admit that I’m looking forward to the last wedding on the books for this year to wrap up so that I have a bit of a break before the 2014 weddings start coming (The calendar already has 3 on it!)
- Home. Next week is one year since actually moving into our house. It feels like yesterday, but it also feels like forever ago.
- Blue. So far I like my G4 Dexcom.. I’m liking the blue but keeping an eye on Pump Peelz for a decal patter/color combo that I like. I feel like there used to be one I liked but now that I actually have the Dexcom nothing speaks to me so far.
- Low. Speaking of my Dexcom and that lovely 55 (don’t worry I’m eating as I type!) My newest low symptom is blurred vision… which is also a high symptom. Also… not being able to keep my fingers on the right keys.
- Sewing. My new dress form… yet to be named. Might be christened with a refashion for a work social event this weekend. That is contingent on finding time to sew this weekend.
What’s August hold for you?
Otherwise known as my conflict over mowing the lawn.
A Real Reel
When we bought our house we opted for a reel lawn mower over the traditional gas-powered mower or a quieter electric mower. The reel mower isn’t your grandfather’s lawn mower (in my case, grandmother’s), it’s made by Fiskers and is the definition of environmentally friendly and neighborly (completely silent! I could mow at 6am and no one would care except for me.).
It takes a fair amount of effort to use though… it’s actually a really good workout… legs, arms and core if you do it right.
I got home early one evening last week and decided to mow the lawn (not my normal chore) and set to work. I enjoyed mowing the lawn. But here’s the problem… Read the rest of this entry
I feel like there are some common questions that everyone gets asked at some point in their lives. This is definitely one of them:
What do you want to be when you grow up?
In various stages of childhood, the answer changed. The first answer I remember giving though is artist. I feel like most children at some point in time decide this. I enjoyed drawing, painting and coloring (I was probably about 4 at this time too) and my masterpieces ended up on the refrigerator. I look back and laugh now, especially since I work with some really talented graphic designers, who prove that it takes more than liking the feel of a brush in your hand to make something beautiful.
My desire to be an artist gave way to wanting to be a cashier or a secretary (also at a very young age). Knowing these professions as an adult I can pinpoint why I wanted to be a cashier or secretary… I almost exclusively saw nice, pretty women doing these jobs and decided that I needed to be a nice, pretty woman when I grew up. Children don’t have contact with the wide array of career options early in life. They know what and who they see. I was talking with a friend who is a teacher and she was discussing how to apply the subject she teaches to her students lives and future careers. She made the comment that her students only really know of a few careers: doctor, teacher, lawyer, nurse… the ones that get Halloween costumes.
I got to know a few more professions the older I got and my answer to “what do you want to be when you grow up?” changed to writer, then photo journalist, then editor, then journalist, eventually to news anchor and eventually I settled into public relations when I was in high school.
Each of those options had some roots in things that I enjoyed doing… like writing, speaking and taking pictures. Strengths that ultimately help me do what I do [and love] today.
It’s interesting that I never wanted to be an engineer like my dad, or be a teacher, lawyer or doctor. For a fleeting moment I considered politics…
What did you want to be when you grew up?
After things were finally dry enough outside, Brad mowed the grass. While he showered, I cleaned up the clippings then launched a last minute assault on the morning glories and other assorted weeds that were taking over the shrub out back. It was warm and muggy outside so when I came in I was craving a nice glass of iced tea.
A finger stick found me at 82mg/dL so I grabbed a couple of pretzels and poured the two of us some nice, cold iced tea and settled in the living room. When I picked up the glass for my second sip, it slipped out of my hand, bounced off the corner of the coffee table (shattering) and sent tea, ice and glass everywhere.
The sound of the glass falling and breaking frightened Holmes and Watson out of their standard afternoon naps and they ran away from the sound… then in their frenzy ran back across the glass (that had somehow managed to send shards flying nearly across the room) to hide behind the couch. Brad sprang into action, grabbing his slippers and the trash can, then tried to capture the cats and take them upstairs. In the chase process that I watch while helplessly trapped on the couch, the cats both ran through the ice/glass/tea mess a total of three times before being successfully wrangled into an upstairs bedroom.
After ascertaining that my leg was bleeding due to a cut from falling glass and not a piece lodged in it, we cleaned up the mess. Brad asked me while searching for shards in the carpet, “Was it low blood sugar?” For all of the annoying, frustrating and inconvenient things in my life that I can blame diabetes on, this was not one of them. This was a sweaty glass in an unstable hand.
I cleaned up and bandaged my leg then checked the cats’ paws. Both of them were fine but still scared. Watson still hadn’t come downstairs over an hour later even though Holmes has resumed his nap right where he left off.
In other news, I revamped my About Rachel page… it was probably time.
Sorry about the only two posts this week situation… No excuses and no promises, just some thoughts on summer.
1. I’m incredibly happy that it’s grilling season. Last night we grilled all of our dinner. Pork chops, corn on the cob and peaches. It was wonderful!
2. We’ve been in wedding season for awhile and find ourselves wandering through Bed, Bath and Beyond with blue registries and trying to keep the gift receipts separate. It’s not just weddings though, there are bridal showers, bachelor/bachelorette parties, other wedding-related festivities on top of the normal summer festivities. I told someone the other day that I miss summers as a kid when I actually had time to be bored!
3. Our “summer” stuff like vacation and Cedar Point are already over with, which is in some ways sad and in other ways good because we don’t have a single free weekend until fall!
4. The fact that it’s summer means that I have excellent excuses to wear skirts and dresses… which I love. If you’d asked me that a few years ago, I’d roll my eyes and say that I’m a pants person. What changed?
5. Sun. Sunshine. Sunglasses. Sunny days. The bright, warm days and a little vitamin D for this D-deficient girl are just wonderful. (I do seriously have a vitamin D deficiency and the test results to prove it.)
Tell me about your summer!
- What’s your favorite thing to grill?
- Any big summer trips planned?
- What’s the best thing about warmer days?
I’m throwing a garden tea bridal shower on Sunday. Event planning is not new to me, along with being part of my job, I planned my own wedding and several events that go along with it. But I realize that party planning is not natural to some and knowing how focused I’ve been on this weekend’s festivities, I can imagine that for anyone who isn’t a “natural” it could be stressful. Without further ado… Five tips for throwing a party.
1. Stay organized. Have a place for your party supplies, keep an organized guest list for RSVPs (hello Excel!) and write things down when you think of them.
2. Prepare for everyone but expect no shows. Every bride knows that people are not always dependable for RSVPs, either they don’t RSVP or they don’t RSVP through the appropriate channel. (I saw someone RSVP to a wedding on the mother of the bride’s Facebook once.)
3. Plan to be ready to go early. Especially when people are going somewhere unfamiliar, they leave early. Try to have food ready and decorating done at least 30 minutes prior to the event. Once people start showing up, they like to socialize, so it can make set up difficult.
4. Over prepare. For events not at your home, have a bag of things you may not need that includes: Markers, tape, thumbtacks, pens, etc. For this weekend’s shower my in-case bag has tape, extra flowers, ribbon, markers and flats.
5. Enjoy yourself. This should go without saying… but it doesn’t. Even if you aren’t the guest of honor, you should enjoy the even you’re throwing. Not everything will go right, but it won’t be a big deal unless you make it that way. Relax.
Do you have any good even planning tips?
Friday Five: Making Me Happy
There are things that people do/say that I just don’t get. For example:
1. Wearing contacts but being grossed out by someone else putting in or taking out their contacts.
2. Going to the back door the very first time visiting someone’s home. Guests use the front door, if you’re visiting my home and not delivering an appliance, you’re a guest. Also, the front door has a doorbell, the back door doesn’t. There is no line of sight for the back door in my home, so the only reason I know you’re at my house is because I saw your car in my driveway. I’m tempted to leave people out there and see what happens.
3. Saying, “I know” instead of asking. For example, instead of asking if you had a good trip they say, “I know you had a good trip” my question is how do you know I had a good trip? I feel like they are trying to address something without leaving the other person a chance to talk about their own experiences.
4. Leaving the toilet lid up everywhere but at their own homes. If you close it at your home, why not close it everywhere? (My cats have both gotten stuck in the bathtub in the past… an open toilet is a recipe for disaster.)
5. Driving like a moron the moment raindrops start… need I say more?
What human behaviors puzzle you?