That’s one of my favorite lines from one of my favorite movies of all time. The Juice is Worth the Squeeze. When something seems like work, people have a tendency to just quit. They give up. They take a path of least resistance. That pisses me off. I get it, life is hard. I’ve been there, I’ve had my fair share of shit heaped upon my shoulders. I’ve brought some of it on myself. But, I have never, ever given up. My juice is worth the squeeze. I am the hardest working mother...
Because I’m an asshole. Even though technically, I’m not single… but I am. And, I’m an ass. Working in Social Media and researching potential opportunities to promote a new client, I stumbled across a social site that wasn’t Facebook, Twitter or the usual suspects I diddle. It was recommended in an article that I found reading another article, full of tips and blah blah blah. Its not a dating site, but it is, but it isn’t. You set up a profile, and you post, like...
Let me first preface this by saying that its almost 7pm and I’m savoring a beer. I’ve not yet eaten dinner, lunch was “hummus-on-the-run” and I’m feeling just a little overwhelmed. Mostly because I totally forgot about Enigma’s school conference today, which I realized right after a phone call from Talker’s History teacher. Have I mentioned, yet, that The Husband is out of town? I may or may not have considered letting Talker go find magazines for his...
