Background: Today on my Facebook feed, one of my girlfriends, Cristina, posted the following picture and feed:

How funny is this? I about spit my water all over the screen when I saw it. She found it in an asian market outside of LA. Isn’t it a laugh riot? Although, since I can’t actually read it maybe it just says, keep away from small children because they can choke, here’s how to save them if they do. In any event, this sort of warning would seriously steer me clear of buying the product. How about you?

Background: As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a girl scout leader and I really like it, there is only one unpleasant aspect, some of the parents…….

Here’s the scenerio, girl scout troop paperwork due a month ago, one parent completely blows it off. I am tasked with asking this parent, one final time, for the paperwork when I brought the daughter home from the first Scouting event on Sunday.

I tell the parent to please have the stuff in the very next day at the very latest.

I am met with, “oh, well I sent an email message saying I couldn’t find the paperwork and I never heard back”. My eyebrows raised and and I’m sure I looked skeptical, because this is the typical line for this parent. I tell the parent to call the leader in charge of paperwork that night and figure out how to rectify this by the next day. NO CALL, NO PAPERWORK, NOTHING. (what’s new? :rolleyes:)

Oh and most importantly she lied about the email, she never sent an email that said she couldn’t find the paperwork.

Here’s how, in an ideal world, the scenerio should have gone: I show up with girl scout after event, I ask the parent about the paperwork, informing her that the entire troops paperwork is already sent in and being processed, and the parent apologizes for being a lame-o. Upon discussion of lost paperwork, parent calls leader in charge of paperwork and gets it going. All registration responsibility is then lifted from the leaders, and the parent actually does what she says.

Why, oh why, can’t people just tell the truth and do what they say?

Background: Years ago, sister told me she was beginning a program in New York City, where she was living, to learn how to become a foot reflexologist. She entered a program at the New York Open Center to learn everything she could about this unbelievable ancient science (although I believe it is also an art, no two reflexologists are the same). She finished her program in 2001, just before we found out Paul had metastatic testicular cancer (and I was pregnant with our third child in three years). I remember she came to visit for Thanksgiving and gave Paul the most awesome treatment to see if he could get some relief from his chemo days. She gave me a treatment too, but being hugely pregnant, and having been induced without success that week, I can only barely remember my first time.

Lucky for me, Sarah, has given me many treatments since then. In her 8 years of practice she’s moved from her business in New York City to Chicago, rebuilding along the way (and traveling back to NYC to treat her clients regularly). She has quite a knack for creating a stress relieving, balance producing experience every time she spends an hour with me (or anyone I gather). I relish my time with her. It’s the sort of thing I’ve shared with many of my friends as gifts so they too can understand what this science is all about. I love it so much I want everyone to experience reflexology through my sisters hands.

If you have the chance you should most definitely try a one hour session sometime soon. You will not be disappointed. Reflexology is simply a must do treatment. Check Sarah out at her website:

Reflexology is the bomb!

Background: Without insulting any of my male readers, I only mean simple as it refers to need. Whenever my man is grumpy, in a bad mood or just a bit down I know all I have to do is give him a little lovin’ and I’ve got myself a new man. A man that is happy, positive and high on life. Damn I wish it was all so simple for me (women). While I will admit that a little lovin’ certainly does put a jump in my step, it just doesn’t make my life simple. But maybe that’s by design, maybe the women of the world weren’t intended to have simple lives at all?

Who knows?

I certainly relish the simple things in life!