Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Don't go changing

Money doesn't just stay put. We get a big check, a big bonus, a big payoff, and invest it, and think we've moved our gamepiece to a new spot on the board.

If there's anything this economic mess has taught us, it's that a move from the "Sorry" game does exist. You can find yourself sliding back to start. Just because you know have $100 doesn't mean that $100 will be more tomorrow, like we've all experienced for the past few years.

I just realized friendships are the same way. I'm fortunate to have very dear friends, whom I still equate to value they were at when they first became strong, even decades ago. But it just dawned on me (not for any particular reason, just some insight), that, like investments, they need to be checked in on and maintained in order to remain solid, and hopefully grow.

A good lesson in both the currency of life and love.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Well of Inspiration

I'm starting a new category here. I read a ton of stuff for work, much of which is on workplace issues, how to improve your career, creativity, etc.

I realize I'm not putting them all in one place.

So now I am. Anything I read that I:

a) Want to return to again for inspiration or ideas or thoughts
b) Find myself going, a-ha! Really? Huh, interesting

I shall now gather up and stash here.

Here's the first one: Copyblogger has a great list of ways of How to Be Interesting.

Enjoy!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Rock of Love

How do you know your husband loves you?

He skips the Pajama Gram Valentine's Day gift and instead goes straight for Guitar Hero.

How do you know your husband really loves you?

He gives you Guitar Hero nearly a full week before Valentine's Day, as soon as he brings it home.

How do you know your husband really, really loves you?

He cracks up at your level of GH excitement, refrains (mostly) from making comments about his wife acting like a 12 year old boy, and lets you sleep in when Baby doesn't seem to understand that Mommy HAD to stay up until 3 a.m. desperately trying to defeat the Beastie Boys' "No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn." (Special note: ridiculous, in case you had any strange dreams last night, it was because I was silently channeling your Beastie knowledge, as my secret weapon.) And that she's grouchy because those last few chords were just too powerful even for Super Mommy.

Rock on.