Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Lessons in Leaves

Don’t look too proudly on all you have accomplished. A gust of wind will scatter your efforts.

In a whirlwind some chose to dance on the edges and others jump right into the vortex.

There is beauty in dying.

Hidden beneath a beautiful exterior may lie a pile of poo.

To one it is a heap of work. To another it is an autumn igloo.

Even when the bag seems full, more can fit in.

Curse not your neighbor’s tree. It drops leaves indiscriminately.

There is no end to your raking.

~Zen Clover

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I’ve spent the last two weeks engaged in a humbling and yet empowering exercise…updating my resume.

Let’s start with the why. Just in case you haven’t spent 30 seconds in my physical presence recently and therefore haven’t had to hear me and the constant narration of the voices in my head. As it happens, there is a job opening at my high school for an Alumni Programs Manager.

I know, right? When I left the university to go back into the marketing world I was pretty sure that part of my career was over. I always attributed at least a portion of my passion for the advancement field to my passion for my Alma Matter. I feel pretty confident that the door is open if I ever wanted to return there, but unlike a lot of advancement folks I don’t have any interest in university hopping. I want to stay in Boise. And as much as I’m trying to get on board the “lets all be friends” bandwagon, I don’t really want to go work for Boise State. I guess I figured that ship had sailed.

But now my other Alma Matter needs someone who can do, well, everything I can do. I have to throw my name in that hat!

Of course I am incredibly nervous about reentering the world of grown ups. If I am the successful candidate I am going to have to go shopping for something other than yoga pants. Actually, I might have to do that just to get through the interview…

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

First you have to write a resume, right? I dug mine out and realized that it’s been almost 11 years since I’ve applied for a job. In 1999, when I was hired at the University of Idaho I listed Outlook as a software in which I was proficient on my resume. And if I recall, that was a gold star in the interview.



Starting the process of writing your resume is always a little like laying bare your soul. I never feel like its adequate much less impressive until I’ve made a huge jumbled list of responsibilities and started to organize them into a cohesive picture of who I am as a professional. Once I do that it’s like, whoa…I was good at that. I was really good at that. And I loved it. Plus, I’m so old now that my resume can legitimately be 2 pages long. It’s easier to cover 14 years of work experience when you aren’t limited to bullet points and 12 synonyms for “created.”

Mr. G and I have had a bunch of “what I want to be when I grow up” conversations over the last couple of years. I felt like my 2 years at home with the kids left me so far in the dust where technology and marketing were concerned. (He never agreed.) It seemed to me like the thing I was best at in the whole wide world was so specific and niche that it would never be useful again. (Well, yes. I can make custom designed nametags and table cards in less than 30 seconds. Why do you ask? Facebook? Facebook is my playground. Of course I have the phone number to the convention center on speed dial…) I wouldn’t trade my time working with my hubby, or my time with my kids for anything. But I can’t say I haven’t worried that I gave up the job that was perfect for me.

Mr. G says he always knew another job would be perfect for me. Wouldn’t it be nice to always have everyone else’s confidence in you?

I’m not going to lie. My head swims when I think of going back to work before both kids are in school. But then Sweet William asks if he can go to preschool everyday. Or Sweet Pea says that she would like to do that afterschool program at her school. And I think, I can do this. I can ROCK THIS.

So wish me luck.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

I’ll admit it. I’ve got a new obsession. Ok…Maybe new isn’t the right word. Maybe annual is better. It’s pumpkin. Pumpkin seeds, pumpkin bread, pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin spice steamers, pumpkin candles, and pumpkins all over the house. I’m addicted. So the fact that I am getting little pumpkin muffin crumbs all over my keyboard right now shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone.

These muffins are so good. SO. Good.

Lucky you. I’m sharing the recipe.

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Grease and flour a muffin pan, or use muffin cups.

1 ½ cups sugar
½ cups vegetable oil
4 eggs
1 ½ cups canned pumpkin
2 tablespoons sour cream
½ cup water
3 cups all purpose flour
1 ½ teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon ground cloves
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
½ teaspoon ground nutmeg
½ teaspoon salt
1 cup semisweet chocolate chips

Mix sugar oil and eggs
Add pumpkin, sour cream and water, mix well
In another bowl mix together the flour, baking soda, baking powder spices and salt
Add dry ingredients to wet and mix. Stir in chocolate chips

Fill muffin cups 2/3 full with batter. Bake for 20 – 25 minutes.

This is supposed to yield 24 muffins, but we got 19 big ones.


(Forgive the weird photo. My camera is still on vacation in Mr. G's office. My Blackberry isn't exactly professional quality.)

Saturday, November 06, 2010

Kind, Smart, Funny, Creative, Energetic, Thoughtful, Confident, Careful, Silly, Athletic, Talented, Caring, Serious, Focused, Intuitive, Joyful, Empathetic, Imaginative, Loyal, Trustworthy, Adorable.



Thursday, November 04, 2010

NO MORE POLITICAL ADS!!! WOOHOOOO!!! It’s over! It’s done…for now. But hey, lets live in the moment. For right now, it’s over. I honestly think that if I watched another crappy commercial accusing someone of stabbing babies my head would flat out explode. And the amount of glossy cardstock that was going straight from mailbox to my recycling bin was obscene. A forest worth of unread postcards. It’s sad really.

I’m mostly Ok with the results of the election here in Hideyhoo. Quite frankly, I don’t have the energy to go into all the gory details. But in most cases I think the right guy or gal won. There’s a state legislative race that I think is still undecided, and I’m still hoping for my candidate to win that one. But the rest…I don’t know. I guess I’m a little apathetic about it all. Either the old regeime gets a second chance or a new batch of idiots gets to screw things up for a change.

Whatever. No more politicking for a while. Wheeeee!

I did learn that we need to have a little civics lesson at our house though. Sweet Pea has somehow mixed up democracy and horse racing. She came home from the mock election in her classroom just pleased as punch that she’d picked the winner.

It’s only first grade. I’ll deal with that later.