I am blessed and so grateful. I have found employment and it is a good job. I know this is going to be good and I am going to work very diligently to do my very best. They say if you are scared a bit then it was the right mover. I am scared a bit. Maybe we will discuss this more in depth at another time but for now . . . Thank you, thank you, thank you, and . . . THANK YOU! We now return you to our regular programming. (Smiling and grinning a lot - a lot.)

I thought I knew a lot of skills and had some talent for working in an office and supporting all levels of management and staff. I thought I had a lot of experience working professionally. I know I have been a volunteer for a lot of years and had some very worthwhile experiences - better than a lot of my paid work. But nothing has prepared me for this journey into the world of the job hunt of today. I started preparing seriously a couple of years ago - learning new computer s

My parents believed that seeing was believing. They liked the old Chevrolet slogan "See the USA in your Chevrolet". We took road trips around the US and Canada a lot. We have seen most of the National Parks. I have been in 48 of the 50 states - only missing Minnesota and Wisconsin and I have been in a majority of the Canadian provinces. My mother would only travel where English was the primary language for commerce and transportation. Luckily I was able to assist in the Frenc

Once Upon A Time . . . My very favorite story growing up was Cinderella. She made the most out of a new pair of shoes and a night off. She cleaned up good. This was what I have always believed would happen to me. My fairy godmother would appear and transform my wonderfulness into something pretty and special. I always loved how the household animals were instantly footman and horses. Her vegetable garden provided transportation. And one glass slipper brought happy ever after.

I was a volunteer board member in charge of membership for the Mary and Joseph League in the early twenty teens. Our number of volunteers was stagnate. They were a good group, a hearty band of willing workers. There was very little interaction between the various stratifications of volunteers: The Retreat Center's Board of Directors were all volunteers, the group that came into assist with the several thousand piece mailings, the group that served on the League's Board, the g

I work and work on the planning and the calendaring. I make committments on my Google Calendar. It is written on every calendar in the house. And yet - it is difficult to make happen. And I know the reason. I intellectually understand the cause. But my emotions and self talk get the best of me and I am quite regularly defeated. I know I must fight back and publish anyway - a day late and more than a dollar short. I am having great difficulty writing a blog post and a simple r

No April Fool's here! This is the real deal - I've done some re-vamps and up-do's and changed and updated and made a lot of my Social Media sights better and prettier. Check out my Twitter feed, my Pinterest Boards, my FaceBook page after Monday morning. Something for us all to look forward to for Monday . . . (kinda' makes it all worthwhile to get out of bed - or not!) Thanks for keeping up with me.