I read a lot of stuff on the Internet. A lot. And since I’m hoping – for your sake – that you don’t have this same problem, I thought I’d share the funniest, helpful, thought-provoking or otherwise interesting articles I’ve read recently. Here you go.
Movie quotes to use with your spouse
Movie quotes to use with your kids/pets/students/anyone you like to boss around
Movie quotes to use at church
Movie quotes to use when eating
Movie quotes to use whenever you feel like it/when you want to confuse people/when the mood strikes you
And pretty much my all-time favorite movie quote of all
In summary, movie quotes and moves have, indeed, become part of my vocabulary. That’s really the only explanation for the voice I use to say, “Lucky,” or the way I pronounce “jazz flute” with a “y.” It’s why I often fight the desire to raise my foot up and do the crane or to place my pinky by my mouth whenever someone says “one million dollars.” And it’s why I head bang like crazy every time I hear Bohemian Rhapsody in the car.
What movie quotes or moves are part of your vocabulary?
Now don’t misunderstand. I am so thankful for my time in that place. I learned a TON about marketing and business in general, and I got the privilege of working with some extremely talented folks. I also improved my ping pong game from embarrassing to passable and managed to memorize the benefits of every specialty dog food on the market.
But by far the most valuable thing I took away from that job was the friendships I made. I’ve already told you a bit about Kevin. Daphne is the other friend I’ve kept from that time in my life, and she’s one of my very favorite people in the whole world.
Daphne is a talented writer and has a tender heart. She loves Saturday Night Live and all animals, from her big hound dogs to a baby rabbit she found in her backyard. She has the best curly hair I’ve ever seen, but the girl cannot accept a compliment to save her life.
Me: Hey, Daph, your hair looks great today!
Her: Pshaw! What-EV! I haven’t washed it in two days!
Me: Umm…okay…whatever works for you…
You could look at us and assume that we get along just because of the things we have in common – we’re both from small towns north of Kansas City, we were both in The Wizard of Oz our senior year of high school, we’re both grammar geeks, we both have one-year-old kiddos. I mean, for crying out loud, we were born just a few weeks apart!
But the truth is – she’s just a great person, and I love her to pieces. Daphne is one of the sweetest, funniest, most loyal friends I’ve ever had. And seriously, people, she cracks me up.
Happy birthday, Daphne!
A special thank you to Fagan at Very Sweet Bows. She’s not only answered my questions about how she got into the Bow Industry, but she’s also offering FREE SHIPPING to all my readers. Read on for more…
When I was younger, my mom would say that thanks to me, there were four bald-headed younguns (or “chillun,” depending on just how Southern she was feeling that day) in this world. As if there’s a limited quantity of hair God has to use.
Turns out, this may be the case, as my daughter was born completely bald, despite the massive heads of hair her father and I possess.
To top off the injustice of going through her early days with a perfectly round and totally bald head, Annalyn has also had to suffer through several a-DOR-able blue outfits.
And you know what that means…
“Oh, your little guy is so cute!”
“What’s your son’s name?”
“What a sweet boy!”
Though her hair finally started coming in (and with a vengeance – child has her father’s crazy curly hair that, by the end of the day, turns into a fuzzy, tangled nest), I decided to give in to the Bow Industry.
I’m sure you’ve seen their work. Little girls around the world (or at least in my corner of the Midwest U.S.) sport hideous, enormous bows, flowers and hats, all thanks to the Bow Industry.
I’ve resisted. I’ve bucked the bizarre trend. I’ve said things like, “I’ll never make my child wear something like that!” and “Who in their right mind thinks that looks cute?” and even “Seriously? Seriously.”
But after the 47th person commented on my sweet-natured little BOY (who was dressed in purple, thank you very much) one night at the grocery store…well, I caved.
I got online and searched. And searched and searched and searched. Turns out that Etsy site is one addictive place!
But I digress. What I’m here to tell you today is that I have found a solution. And that solution is Very Sweet Bows.
In my quest for a bow that was cute, reasonably priced (you would not believe what some people charge for these things) and not obscenely huge, I found one. And the angels sang.
Annalyn was thrilled to get a black headband and bow set (#1 on the headband page), as well as a pink one, in her Christmas stocking.
Okay, not so much as thrilled as bored. And not so much bored as wondering why on earth I ever thought she’d keep something like this on her head.
But she’s the baby; I’m the parent. (Can you tell we’re working on discipline at our house?) What matters is that for the 38 seconds at a time that she will humor me and wear the headband/bow, she is stinking adorable! And clearly, a girl.
The owner of Very Sweet Bows agreed to sit down with us and tell us more about her business. Meet Fagan:
Hello! I am a 38-year-old native Texan and mommy to my 6-year-old son and 10-year-old daughter. My weaknesses are obscenely thick mystery books, pots of hot tea and music from the 40s. Not that I’m an old-fashioned girl or anything!
My bows are classic and girly, but also hand-washable and durable. I’ve also expanded my line of products in the last couple of years with tutus, crayon rolls, wipe cases and other little goodies.
I started Very Sweet Bows 4 years ago when I owned a brick and mortar children’s store. After selling the store, I started the website and built it into a full-time job. My business is about half retail and half wholesale; I have items in boutiques throughout the U.S. and in a couple of stores overseas. My background includes marketing and management, so that has certainly helped. Not to mention, I’m hopelessly addicted to fabric, ribbon, buttons, patterns, yarn. I would go on but I’m getting lightheaded just thinking about it!
The most rewarding thing about my job is the positive feedback that I get. I love hearing from my customers and receiving pictures of their little ones wearing my bows! And I have formed lovely friendships with so many moms, which I treasure.
And today, you can have your very own Very Sweet Bows – with FREE SHIPPING! Just mention this blog when you check out, and Fagan will refund your shipping costs.
Very Sweet Bows works for me. To read about what’s working for others today, visit Rocks in My Dryer.
For Christmas, Mark got me something I’ve been wanting – no, needing – for quite a long time. He got me a clean house.
Last Friday, four angels stormed into our tiny house and scrubbed it top to bottom. They swept, they vacuumed, they dusted and wiped. They did what I wish I would do every week and have actually done maybe four times in the last 5 ½ years.
And they did it better.
When I walked in the door Friday evening, my first thought was, “Oh my! What’s that strange smell?” Um, yeah, it was the smell of clean.
Then I took off my shoes and walked down the hall…and almost fell on my face. My floor was so clean it was slick! (These are hardwood floors, not carpet, just in case you’re concerned.)
And then I spent the entire weekend picking up every piece of dirt and each crumb of food that we spilled onto my beautiful clean floors.
Because, really, who knows when we’ll be able to afford and/or justify this kind of luxury again. So I’d better keep it as clean as I can for as long as I can.
After all, my only other option is to actually clean it myself. And that just doesn’t seem right.
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