One step closer.
I can’t believe it’s only been one week since Clint was laid off. One week ago, we were still in shock… we were still coming to grips with what his unemployment could mean for us. It’s incredible what a difference a week makes. Ready for some good news? Me, too. Read More Read More
You rule. (Yeah, you.)
I have never been a part of such a unique job interview process as the one for Verity Mom has been. It has been so well organized, thought out, and executed. Everything about it screams professional, fun, and unique… I love it. Last week, I begged you all to share my application, to comment, to Tweet or Like the post, and boy did you come through. As of this post, there were: Read More Read More
Lindsay is a dork who needs help.
For reals, I am 100% dork-ified and I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s why I put myself out there, why I keep applying for these blogging jobs, and keep enjoying making a goof of myself on camera. So, here’s the deal: Verity Credit Union, a Seattle company, is on the hunt for a “Wildly creative, funny, and talented mom.” My friends, I don’t brag often, but this is MY job. I only found out about it this past... Read More
190 Miles of Running Awesomeness {Photoblog}
‘Scuze me a sec, but can I get a pause button? I don’t know where life has gone, but I know that I have a backlog of blogs that I want to write SO badly. I still have so much to tell you about BlogHer, I have stories from my crazy spontaneous road trip to Arizona, and I have more reviews and giveaways coming up, too. Aaah! Today, though, I have to tell you about a relay that I did at the end of July. This thing was by FAR the craziest,... Read More
No one luckier…
I cannot believe the incredible fortune I have been granted in these past several years. On a whim, I started a blog after my now 5-year-old was born. Turned out, people liked reading it, so I kept writing. I joined a forum for writers like me. I made a few bucks when I began writing content articles. I won a few contests. I became published in several books. Crazy. Awesome. Wow. Read More Read More
One month down.
Last month, I confessed that we’re broke and told you about how we’re going to fix it. This past month has been eye-opening, to say the least… and has sucked, more than a little. Here’s an update on the first month of our Total Money Makeover: We budgeted everything out to the “t” and realized that we have way more expenses than income. Not a good thing. So, we decided to make some cuts. Read More Read More
Meeting That Biggest Loser Dude & Inspiring Stuff
What would you say, if you had a chance to meet Patrick House, the most recent winner of The Biggest Loser? Probably something a lot less lame and awkward than what I said. He was standing alone, waiting to begin his talk at a local health club and I was in the audience. I decided I needed to take that opportunity to introduce myself and hopefully get a picture, since I knew I’d be blogging about his talk. Just as I walked up next to him, they... Read More
It might be the whiskey talking, but…
It may be the Jack and Ginger Ale that I’m currently sipping on while floating 35,000 feet above the US, but I’m in a sappy mood so bear with me a moment. Read More Read More
Interview me.
First of all, thank you for all of those nummy meal ideas last week! We ended up making the pork roast in the crock pot and it was insanely delicious. Yuuum. I’m going to be coming back to that post next time I need dinner ideas. You guys are awesome! So, tomorrow I’m leaving for North Carolina where I’ll be joining my humor writing partner in crime Tracy Beckerman. We’ll be attending the Raleigh Southern Women’s Show... Read More
Giveaway! (I won’t even make you work for it.)
Unless something knee-slappingly hilarious happens in the next 12 hours that I just can’t wait to tell you about, I’m going to substitute my normal {Fairly} Funny Friday post with a giveaway. Sound good? Schweet. Read More Read More
Where I bid you adieu. {Final Post for Write the Weight Off}
Now, it’s time To say goodbye To all our company. Through the years, we’ll all be friends Wherever we may be… Awww, that Mickey Mouse. Such a sap. Did that song leave anyone else totally depressed at the end of it? Not necessarily the best way to get small, emotionally vulnerable children to want to tune in again, in my opinion. Okay, I need to cut the small talk. Here it is: I’m leaving you. {Read more here…} (P.S.... Read More
It’s official. {Weight loss post}
I am a runner. So many times over the past several months, I have wondered when I can officially call myself a “runner.” Even after completing the Seattle Half Marathon, I didn’t think I could quite call myself a runner yet. Why, you ask? Because training for two months for one race and then completing the race is awesome. But it’s what happens after the race that separates the runners from the pack. {more…} Read More
Seattle Half Marathon & My Ugly Mind {Finale}
(Here are Part I and Part 2 of this story.) The Race: Words As a writer, it’s no wonder that words affect me so deeply. After all, my own words put me into that funk at the beginning of the race. But it was the words of others that helped to bring me out of it. Finally, at mile 9, I remembered those encouraging words. On one of our runs, Jenny said that she finds her stride and sticks with it. “…like the tortoise and the hair,”... Read More
Seattle Half Marathon & My Ugly Mind {Part II}
(If you didn’t catch the beginning of this saga, you can find it here.) The Race: And they’re… shuffling? Starting line for the Seattle Half Marathon The mass of people surrounding me was overwhelming. I didn’t know at the time, but this insane number of people would prove to be both comforting and discouraging as I spent the next 13.1 miles with them. Read More Read More
Seattle Half Marathon & My Ugly Mind {Part I}
Two months ago today, I struggled through my first two mile run. Sunday, I ran and finished the Seattle Half Marathon. Even typing those words, I can’t fully wrap my mind around it. I have a little secret, though: I hated it a little bit. I realized where my thoughts can go when I’m struggling and lemme tell ya, it wasn’t pretty. Read More Read More
