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Vicki has no compliments, be friendly and send one.
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Poor Vicki has no gifts, brighten up their day with a present.
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My husband and I have 3 boys. Fischer,8, Henry, 5 soon to be 6 and Wesley Ray, 3 going on 12!
Fischer is our resident sensitive artist--loves to paint, sculpt, drift off in space. Very much an animal lover and has had pet gekko's, fish, snake (!) and even a pet snail...in the past we've saved ants, moths, fireflys--almost anything that can make it into our house and put into a plastic container. His big dream is to have a dog.
Henry is our musician. He "plays" keyboards, guitar, and drums. Unfortunately, no one in our lineage can sing there way out of a bag, but he can make it up by dancing and playing really LOUD. His big dream is to be a rock and roll star.
Wesley is our classic comedian. He makes the entire family laugh and is a great little actor for his age. His big dream is to live in a world filled with candy and good times.
My husband is a business consultant and my biggest fan and supporter of all my endeavors with the Warm Biscuit Bedding Co. www.warmbiscuit.com. |
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GEEZ of Petes...I had such great intentions in keeping this an active blog...instead I've become an inactive BLOB.
We've been sooooooooooooooooo busy this summer...the boys in camp and mom and dad working long hours preparing for our 4th quarter retail push! Such an incredibly busy time.
I no longer refer to Thanksgiving & Christmas as such instead it all becomes 4th Quarter...remarkably stressful for us because we are changing a lot --our catalog design, our product mix, our manufacturers, our systems, our website (new redesign).
I just did a fun radio segment for entrepreneur listeners...if you want to listen to me...http://www.wor710.com/pages/57303.php?contentType=4&contentId=172612 Check out our new website at www.warmbiscuit.com which relaunches in October. |
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i was uber mommy today. Brad (my husband) was out of town so had to do the full morning drill...waking the two boys up, begging them NOT to wake the baby (3 is hard), making breakfast and lunch, getting them dressed, trying to figure out whether they needed their teeth brushed or bagging it?! shoes ON and out... Henry LOST his scooter...the only way we could get to school...dragging both the kids to the school yard, while trying to remember what time I made the first meeting at the office...Getting to school LATE. Getting to Fischer's Bird Celebration on time only to remember I forgot to bring a class treat......So BLOWN away with the all the kid's creativity that I forgot about my meeting...remembered....raced out of class. Get to the office and the elevator is OUT. climb 4 flights of stairs....winded by the 2nd floor...pissed at my pathetic self I race up 2 more flights...reach the top and feel like a 90 yr old. Get to my desk to recieve a message that my fabric guy can't carry the fabric upstairs---so recruit the young bucks in my office and we all HAUL fabric up 4 flights of stairs. So that is the 1st few hours of my day. At 5:30 I race to Henry's family picnic (with nothing in tow as I've been to a few of these by now and the other really good moms usually do too much!) Arrive look for my 3 kids who could care less that I am there as they are involved in fuseball, ping pong and pool...total boy fantasy land. Unable to keep my eye on all of them, bond with the parents on the 2nd to last week of school, I left them up to their own devices...So Wesley proceeded to eat all the cookies he could sneak off the table, Henry was climbing all over the couches and Fischer had started a water fight... I was so fragmented, couldn't figure out if I should eat, chat with the teachers, meet the parents, or be a parent...I did nothing. Wesley left crying with an ice pack on his head (fell off a chair), Henry was nearly about to implode as he insisted on having a SLEEPOVER, and Fischer was ignoring us all.
Totally exhausted ...
So ready to run back to my office! |
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huh!
People read my entries...that's fun. A bit strange not knowing who on the "other side" I am writing to...
I am in the final stages of dedesigning my web page...updating the look, making it more user friendly, improving navigation. Finally, I have a design I love (and gotten a lot of my design friends stamp of approval) This is something I've been eagerly waiting for months to to start to happen and .... BAMM...cold feet.
Today, I am SICK to my stomach...
Am I right? Is this the direction I want to take? Is is communicating the Warm Biscuit Bedding Co message? Are the colors the "perfect" shade? Does is feel vintage? blah. blah. blah.
Go with your gut and pull the trigger....Jump.
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I can't stand that I know every celebrity's child's name when I can barely remember the names in Fischer or Henry's classroom!!!!!!!!!!
Seriously, I "know" the parents of Apple, Presley, Shiloh, Maddox, Ryder, Moses, Grier, Phinneous, Kingston, ARGHHH! Ask me to name the prime ministers in the Middle East and I would fall WAY short!
What's wrong with me??? Of course, I can say there is a valid business reason for my knowing. We try and send celebrities new baby gifts in hopes they send a thank you to the Warm Biscuit Bedding Co. and we can turn it around into a press release. It has happened before (thank goodness some celebrities are polite!)
Still I wish I knew the names of the kid's in my boy's classrooms (not so interested in the Middle East)!
And the beat goes on. |
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