On a perfect day, the kids are well behaved, we breeze through homework, my husband comes home happy from the war office, I book another speaking engagement and sponsorship, everyone’s healthy, the sun is shining, and we’re feelin’ groovy.
Happens everyday.
YAH OKAY!!! WHATEVER! Hasn’t happened once.
Sara Blakely, founder of Spanx, was just named the youngest self-made billionaire . Yes, SELF-MADE BILLIONAIRE. No trust fund. No rich husband. All on her own. Unfrikkinreal.
HERE’S MY CONFESSION TO YOU LADIES:
When I see Sara Blakely, I am triggered.
Our lives are parallel – up until the Billion Dollar List part of course!
I’m going to start by saying my name is Charity and I am an alcoholic. A recovering one that is. I have been sober since August 24th, 2010.
For the sake of this blog, I will summarize my story the best way I can. I will not go into too much of my early life and the things that happened, that made me who I am today. I have very few memories of my childhood. I was molested from the age of 3 to 5, though I have blocked out most of the memories. I also have a big blank spot from ages 6 to 10. My mom had many boyfriends, so I think more happened than I am able to recall.
If you follow this blog, you know that I go after what I want. With RELENTLESS DETEMINATION. There is an interview I have wanted for some time. Yes, Craig. THE Craig, founder of craigslist (who nicely corrected my spelling of CraigsList, explaining it should be written in all lower-case). The way he spells craigslist and his newest initiative, craigconnects.org, is just so very Craig- understated, modest, simple. When I interviewed him, and I kept challenging him for more MEAT, more stories, more guts, for all my women who love details. But I learned something from Craig. Sometimes, less is more. He’s concise, and precise. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t all heart. Cuz he is. When I blamed my demand for more ‘meat’ on the battle of the sexes… that women are ‘oversharers’ and men are ‘undersharers,’ he told me, “that’s all I got.” So, in the words of my uncle who always tells his daughters to “land the plane” when they go off on a tangent, enjoy this simple, but powerful interview from a remarkable entrepreneur and do-gooder in this universe, Craig Newmark.
Unless you have been living under a rock, there is no doubt you have heard about this week’s published findings from a long-term study on red meat. Apparently red meat is going to kill us. Yup, I’m serious. The findings are quite frightening.
The headlines: “Red Meat Consumption Linked to Early Death”
See for yourself:
“A new study indicates that eating unprocessed red meat (hamburger, pork, roast beef, lamb) and processed meats (bacon, hot dogs, bologna, sausage) may increase a person’s risk of premature death and raise their risk of death from heart disease and cancer says the study’s lead author, An Pan of the Harvard School of Public Health.” (Montreal Gazette)
Whenever March 12th rolls around (my husband’s birthday), I know it’s time for me to take stock of my life. It’s always the time I start sweeping out the cobwebs; literally and figuratively. Winter’s snow melts away, and all the things you have been ignoring in your life, start to present themselves again. Aaah, I forgot about you! Spring is a great time to deal with these things head-on. And that’s not a bad thing– spring is about rebirth, renewal, regeneration.
Today, March 8, is celebrated around the globe as International Women’s Day http://www.internationalwomensday.com/. Some decry its commercialization, as corporate sponsors have realized it’s in their best interests to appeal to women who make over 85 percent of consumer purchases around the globe.
But it’s a day whose meaning inspires me to think back to a very special moment on September, 1995.
Happy International Women’s Day! Today we celebrate ALL women, ALL over the globe. Here’s to you, ladies!
Someone’s sick. Someone’s exhausted. Guess which one?
My little man has been sick since Sunday. Fever hasn’t broken yet. Doctor says it’s just a virus.
Warning: Mild venting about to begin…
It is called “redshirting.” Perhaps you have heard of it.
“Redshirting for young children refers to the practice of postponing entrance into kindergarten of age-eligible children in order to allow extra time for socioemotional, intellectual, or physical growth. This occurs most frequently where children’s birthdays are so close to the cut-off dates that they are very likely to be among the youngest in their kindergarten class.” (Wikipedia)
I help busy women (like you!) prioritize self-care so you can experience less stress, more calm and greater joy every day!
