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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Life in general updates

  • It is not 50 degrees outside, it mearly looks that way, but sun streaming into my office is lovely.
  • Chocolate Factory sub sandwich for lunch is a way good thing.
  • 9 things accomplished on the list of 28 things = progress = good.
  • Margaret go her hair cut this week-chin-length and wedged in the back; it looks awesome.
  • Grace returned from the EAA (aviation museum) all excited and had a wonderful overnight field trip experience.
  • New job event that is being held at ex-husband's restaurant = weird and interesting. We are now working together on business stuff? How odd is that.
  • Another house showing tonight...and hopefully some more this weekend. No second showings, no offers, but as of today it has only been 2 weeks!
  • Have all documents ready to file taxes, meaning this will be the first year in the past three where I do not file an extension. Woohoo!

Breathe Baby, breathe!

Yesterday I had a meeting with the Chair of our Board and the Vice Chair to go over a list of all of the things that we need to be on top of. And, my list coming out of that meeting was 28 major things with a deadline of BEFORE April 15th. I'm here. I have my chin up, my computer is buzzing away...but sheeeshhh. I think I just decided that I'm getting QDoba and a walk for lunch. Done deal. Need Fresh Air. And, it is 50ish today!

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Lunch.

I just had my infamous lunch.
And it went very well...I had my moxy and I used it to chat up the room.

We actually met and then went to the Downtown*Rotary Club lunch where the Lt. Gov was making a presentation about the state of women in WI's economy.

But. I have definitely been handed the keys to the kingdom. Today I was one of 300 of who's who in the Milwaukee area--it is the white boys club for sure. The power brokers. The suits.

Out of 300+ people there I counted less than 30 women. There were less than 10 people of color. And I was absolutely the youngest. No question about that. And boy did I use that to my advantage.

In my 3" heels I'm over 6'. I am blonde. It's hard to miss me in a room filled with grey hair and mathcing suits. I introduced myself to key people. I reitroduced myself to men that had been allies when I ran for school board. I chatted up the women. It was kinda fun.

More and more I see this amazing opportunity. One of the women I introduced myself to said, "Oh, you're Kristen*Rogers, I've heard you're so good you walk on water. We can't wait to see what you do with your organization." I know I was beaming to hear that comment. My reputation is that I walk on water...

Now I just have to learn how to actually do it. *sigh*
No pressure or anything. No, none at all.

Why now?

I have to leave my office in 35 minutes for the big lunch.
I am in a suit...I look fairly decent.

But. My hair.

It won't cooperate. It is frizzy and flying all over and looks hideous.
Normally I don't give a damn about the state of my locks.
But it would be nice if today wasn't the day my hair decided to be nutzo.

Figures. The day I meet the Lt. gov. and lots of other important people that I look like a major spazoid. I guess there won't be any fooling them.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Take the itunes away!

I have a bit of an addiction going on here.

I just downloaded She Wants Revenge's self titled album.
I like it very much--it has a techno-ish beat, but lyrics are darker and unfriendly.
My kind of music.

I also grabbed some more Cure.

I need to stop this. But is so much fun. I am now up to 1700+ songs or 37.4 days of songs played back to back.

I choose not to know how much I have spent on these itunes. I just hit a button and the songs are sucked into my computer, my debit card is processed and I never have to do anything except hit one button. Its way too conveient....

Maybe I should seek a treatment center? Or enter itunes rehab....

So, what's your name anyway?

Ha. It's my not-favorite question ever. Ever.
Because it makes me have to go through the whole list of life scenerios that leave even me confused about my life and my name.

I just did the 20 minute explanation with the fabulous lawyer woman.

What name do you want to go by O'Neill? Rogers? O'Neill Rogers???
And what name do you go by anyway?

I don't want to go by Kristen*Langjahr*Bonk*O'Neill*Rogers thank you very much.
I would prefer something simpler. But I am know in the political world as O'Neill from the days that I ran for office. I've slowly surfaced in political circles again as Rogers, and they are getting used to that. If ever so slowly.

But. I hate answering the question. I am definitely not an O'Neill. That I know for sure.
So, for today, I'm going by Rogers. It's the closest thing to *my name.* And it isn't Bonk.

"Would the real life of Kristen*Rogers please stand up??"

I just ran out and grabbed coffee and a bagel for lunch. (I ate way too much this weekend so I'm making an effort to not eat so much).

So, instead of running right back to my office I thought I might take a break from strategic thinking and budget analysis. Instead I am thinking about how insanely happy I am right now.
I know, I'm being gushy, but I am. Insanely happy at the moment.

Some of you know that my life for the first thirty years has not been the easiest. I have definitely wondered if I did something seriously wrong in a past life that would warrant such hardship and tragedy. I have always had moments and conversations with God that go something like, "Please, stop now. I can't take anymore things going wrong..." Or just plain, "Why me?? Why ANOTHER thing?" And the huge amount of "things" that started piling up from, well, ever since I can remember have left me very cynical. I know that I had truly given up any hope for the "life I always wanted." Especially in the past two years. I had become a dues paying member of the Nothing Good Will Ever Happen To Me Club. It wasn't a fun club.

But, I have officially stopped paying dues and asked them to take me off their mailing list.

Last night as I drank my chamomile tea and sat in my chair I was thinking different thoughts.
And I surprised myself. I was genuinely happy about my life. I had spent the day with Mike's family and had a wonderful time. I had my farewell event on Saturday and had raised $8,000 in one brunch. I had just tucked in my gorgeous daughters.

And it hit me. I now have the life I want. It isn't an idea any more; its real. It's happening. I am madly in love with the perfect man--who, ironically, loves me in return. I have the job that I have always wanted and the potential for a political future that I have dreamed about. And my kids are amazing and make me so very proud. So, there I sat, sipping my tea and crying. Not because I am one iota sad--rather because I can hardly believe that this is my life. That I have everything that I could possibly want right now.

Me.

So thank you. All of you. Thank you to my friends who haven't given up on me; you have supported me through so much hard stuff. Thank you to my family--because even though we're an insane group--I love each one of you. Thank you to my kids for making it all worth while. And Mike. Thank you for answering my email -- and for wanting it all too.

I am insanely happy.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Silly girl.

I am at kinkos. Before 6am on a Saturday morning. Printing the last minute materials for the brunch that starts at 8:30. I'm slamming diet Mt. Dew and wondering what the hell is wrong with me??? But, I know that this is the LAST Saturyday morning that I will ever have to get up and do this weird shit. New job= No Saturday morning prayer brunches. Yeah. Maybe I'll get some more sleep........crawling out of a warm bed at 5am is just wrong. Wrong.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Strong Coffee and Weekend Ahead

I just took a 3 minute walk to the coffee house wher I can grab strong coffee and pumpkin bread with cream-cheese baked right in the middle. (Thankfull they were out of bread today, which is a good thing...I have already had two slices this week).

I spent the day reviewing the strategic plan again and again. There are better ways to do all of it, I am sure. But where to start and which battles to pick first seem like the most important questions. Yet everything feels like a priority! But the two areas where I have to raise money make it easy to say, ahem, we need to raise $75k for candidates and another $50k for the administration (me). So. Let's get some money shall we?

I am having lunch on Tuesday with important people. People that I am sure will make me a bit nervous to meet. Such as the Lt. Governor. And a former governor's daughter. No pressure. Just be brilliant and engaging and make them want to invest in the organizaiton. Actually we're going to hit up a Rotary club meeting. I never thought that I would want to spend my time going to Rotary club meetings, but here I am eager as ever to go!

In less than work related news:
-had a showing last night at the house, feedback was good...and their house has already sold. Which is awesome.
-another showing today; no feedback yet
-open house on Sunday. Yeah.
(I think its very exciting that the house stuff is all forging ahead. I don't want to get to giddy about the action this week, but it is a good sign. Some action is always better than no action).
-I have my last big event with the old job tomorrow morning, a prayer brunch for about 200+ people. I'm happy that it will be over. My anxiety kicks in right before events causing me not to get much sleep, so I am sure I'll just be up all night over-thinking a million details. And I still have details that I need to get done. And yet. I am still at my desk blogging. Shame on me.
-I am meeting the entirity of Mike's family this weekend. I'm nervous-they know that-and I am hoping that I don't make a complete idiot out of myself. But since they all know me through my blog they at least have some idea of who I am. Scarry I know.
-My mom has an offer on her house. She is going to buy a condo that Mike and I found in the Falls so that she moves away from the Northshore (hooray) and west. If anyone ever predicted to me that I would be cheering the day my mother was moving closer to me I would have told them they were crazy. And yet, the day has arrived. I'm getting old I swear it!

That's about everything. I just looked up and noticed that I need wall art and bookshelves. This office is naked. When my two boquets of flowers die off early next week it will really be white in here. So. Add that to my list. Should buy new flowers--at least get some tulips. Pretend that it is spring or something....

Ok, back to reading files from the growing list of women that we're supporting for the election. I have to make sure that I know who it is we're endorsing afterall. It would be really embarrasing if someone asked and I didn't know! :)

Happy weekend everyone. Some of you I'll see Sunday. Please be gentle. :)

Thursday, March 23, 2006

And then it hit me.

I am not a gamaliel*organizer anymore. Really.

I was sitting at my new desk working on a new project and it hit me.
This is the new me. This is my new idenity. I am no longer a church organizer. After next week I will no longer have meetingts with "my" people. I will have meetings with new people.

It's exciting. But terrifying. I knew that this was going to be different, difficult, challenging. And I am up for all of it. Really I am. I am psyched and thrilled.

But I have to admit I feel very unfamiliar. I am in a new environment where I have more questions than answers. I have never really made a career change before. My entire professional career has been as an orgnizer. And now I'm not one anymore.

I am an Executive Director. And have to go find new "my people." I want this. I do. But I had no idea how odd it would feel to not be Kristen-the-organizer. It's like I feel a bit lost. A little off.

I'm even a tiny bit sad that I am closing a chapter of my life that I have enjoyed so much...a place where I have grown into a whole new person...a place that has pushed me in a way that I have never been pushed before. I'm not going to cry or anything. Just try and take it all in. In a month or so I will definitely (thxs M) be Kristen-the ED. And I'm gonna love it.

I'm just a little surprised that this transition is more emotionally charged then I thought.
Imgine that. I might be a girl after all.

Wardrobe Issues

I now work with cool people.
Not with church people.

I need more hip clothes...something more east-side looking.
Something that says I have style and class (not that I actually have those things!)

I'm working on it. Today I'm wearing Montreal purchases (I need to get to a mexx store again). My odd black tuxedo pants and a pink lacy tank top and long black sweater jacket thing. Plus factor in the 3" heels and I look trendy. For me anyway.

I am going to need to pull out the fun jewelry. Get some nice suits. And glam up a bit.
Hair and Makeup seem necessary.

This is all very interesting.
I knew I shouldn't have skipped out on Girl School.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

My New View

I came into my new office today...to officially start my new job. The view is amazing. I hadn't noticed before how you can see the lake, how the Art Museum is right there. I love it.

I love having an office with two desks! I love having a parking spot in the structure (even if it is the worst one and I have to crawl out of the passenger-side a la the Duke's of Hazzard).

I love working in an office with two brilliant women-lawyers. (I didn't have to go to law school after all).

There were flowers on my desk this morning as a welcome. I was taken out to lunch at one of the many trendy east side lunch spots. And I have already started working on my version and my additions to the year's strategic plan.

There is so much fun to be had....this was definately the best carrer move I have ever made. Already today at lunch we were talking about me as a future candidate and player on the state political scene. Already.

I can do this job. I will build my policial empire, get more women elected into the state legislature, and make a name for myself. WOOOOHOOOOO!

Today I feel like all the work that I have done has led me to the right spot.
And now I need to go design a blog for the insiders of this organization!
I'm so psyched I hardly need another cup of coffee.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to the Gods that are managing my life right now.
Everything is so right I can hardly believe that this is my life!

Monday, March 20, 2006

Going, going, already gone.

This is the week.
Everything is up in the air...new job week.

I go to my new office tomorrow morning to get my keys (yeah!) so that I can start moving my stuff in. I have orientation meetings starting this week. I actually attended a committee meeting last week that confirmed for me that I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

First, we met at a winebar. You pick your bottle of wine off the fully-stocked shelves and they'll open it and pour it for you. They serve lovely plates of bread, cheese, fruit and nuts to snack on while you drink your wine. The space is populated with granite bistro tables, leather couches, and is home to a wide array of local art that is for sale. It has a very trendy, upbeat feeling to it. It is hard to feel like you are working when you meet at a winebar.

The three other women that joined me were awesome. The first was the lawyer that I'll office with (who I want to be like when I grow up). The second and third were women in their 30's who work as organizers for the teacher's union. One of which had sat in my endorsement meetings when I ran for school board in '01. (The union did a hands-down endoresment.)

Since '01 I have lost a lot of weight--grown my hair out--and dyed it blonde. She had no idea who I was. She started asking me all kinds of questions about my background (I knew exactly who she was!). And when I said, "And then I ran for school board in 2001," she did a major double take and started screaming, "Oh, My GOD! YOU! No way, you're Kristen....I can't beleive it. You were so amazing. You got this job??? That is so cool." We caught up a bit. Laughed. Talked organizer trash-talk (there is a lovely vanacular that organizers prefer). It was awesome. We talked about building our political empire.

We also started planning events for the spring and summer. There will be a "coming out" party of sorts for me on April 24th to introduce the world to the new Executive Director...there will be (hopefully) a slew of legislators present. I'll wear a nice suit with a skirt and high heels. And probably sip nice wine and eat fancy snacks. And get paid to do this...it is so up my alley.

I said that I had a plan to grow the donor base to 1000 supporters one year from now. They said if I could do that it would be amazing. Enough said. Competitive Kristen is ready to go.
I am creating donor files and record sheets. I've been searching the online files of major donors to political campaigns from the past 4 years. I have an idea for an allied men's membership piece.

I'm psyched. I want to start my new job. I am mentally ready to be done being a gamaliel*organizer. I want to be a political fundraiser. And I will be. In a matter of hours.

In the meantime I have a meeting every night this week and a dinner (work) engagement on Friday night and my last fundraiser on Saturday morning. I'm trying to keep my head in the game. But it is so gone.

Get Behind Me Satan

Just rockin' out to White Stripes. I think that I am absolutely in love with this album.
Woohoo.

No Coldplay for us.

I am an idiot.

I bought great seats on ebay. I paid using paypall. And I waited to get the tickets.

On Sunday evening Mike and I log on to go print out the tickets.
The seller had only sent 1 ticket.
And I was pissed.
I sent an email explaingin that he had only sent one ticket and to please send another.
I called the toll free number several times and got no answer.
I checked to see if I got an email response.
And I waited. And I got nothing.

So, we logged off. Decided there was nothing we could do about it.
Left the house at about 6:45 to have dinner and go see a movie.

Today, I checked my email. And there it was, the second ticket.
He had sent it at about 6pm. Right after we logged out. Right after I started thinking this guy was an asshole and was sure I would never see the second ticket. Right after I figured I would be filing a complaint with ebay and paypall.

But nope. He just made an honest mistake. And we didn't see the show. And I spent $130.00 for the thrill of it all.

I'm a dumbass.
But at least we got to see V for Vendetta! See next post. And see the movie!

Are you in search of a Revlolution?

Then go see V for Vendetta! It was awesome.

I have to admit that I didn't know a whole lot about the plot other than it was an action film starring Natalie Portman and had to do with overthrowing of government. Hey, I love Natalie Portman and I am all for overthrowing bad government. The movie was produced by the same producers who did the Matrix, so another reason to check out the film.

I loved the story. I love the provocative nature in which the story was told. I fell in love with some of the characters, mostly the man who played the detective who was on a mission to find truth. I enjoyed the way things unfolded. I thought the action was a bit sophmoric, there wasn't anything really new and gripping about the action scenes. And there was only one kill-em-all scence and even that wasn't brilliant. I think I was hoping for more action, more fights, more tension...

But I did love the movie. I cheered at the end. I loved the wayeven the smallest characters had depth to them.

I wish I could give it all away but I won't. Go see it. It was fabulous!

Friday, March 17, 2006

Ahoy, weekend ahead.

Actually it is Friday night, St. Patrick's Day. Most of the world is out getting drunk. I am sitting at home sipping tea. Sort of exhausted, but enjoying my xm radio...just listened to Dead Milkmen and The Strokes in a row (cool!).

Grace's birthday party was tonight...it was (mostly) a hit. There were 8 kids and four adults when all was said and done. We took them to dinner at their dad's restaurant/bar (on St. Patrick's Day, not the brightest idea ever)--but they had a great time. Then back to the house for cake and Harry Potter. The highlight of the night, I think, were the "Bernie Bott's Beans" (or something to that effect). These are jelly beans that taste like horrible things and apparently have something to do with Harry Potter...all I know is that I spent $19.56 on jelly beans (for about 8 small boxes) and they had flavors such as earwax, vomit, rotten egg, etc. I ate soap, dirt and black pepper flavored jelly beans. YUCK. They were very life-like. Awful. But the girls thought they were awesome and I am fairly certain they are taking some of the vomit flavored beans to school for some of the boys that pick on them. Revenge, it is a good thing. But mom is thrilled that there was no sleep over, that all the kids have been returned to their rightful owners and mine are asleep.

Now, I have to add that while we were out having dinner there was a showing of the house. The first official showing!!! (Today was the first day that I was allowing real showings, so I am anxiously awaiting feedback)!!! And yes, I do know that agreeing to show your house while their is a birthday party going on is truly insane, but hey. This is me, right????

Tomorrow will be action packed: football and then a party here tomorrow night with the football/softball gang and some of my siblings. I have a plot to set my youngest sister up with one of Mike's friends...so we'll see how that pans out.

Sunday we're going to see Coldplay...I just bought the tickets online (which is what I am doing still on the Internet at this time of night). I am psyched...good lower-level seats that I was able to buy on ebay at a great price. It helps that the show isn't completely sold out.

Ok, now I need sleep. The headache wasn't bad today-so I feel better. I just hope that it holds up through the weekend....

And maybe, just maybe there will be an offer on the house in the next few days.....
Or else I am just too optimistic that this will be a fast process!

G'Night all you Irish Drunks and wanna-bees.

(oh, and how awesome, White Stripes just came on....I love them!!!! Not going to bed yet. I am going to hop onto itunes and grab myself some of the music that I heard tonight! Have I said that I love, love, love itunes and my ipod?)

Why Erich is Great

I have a great friend Sue. Sue is also one of the agitation women (I have mentioned the agitaiton women, right??). She is a young pastor, an organizer and trendously funny and beyond interesting. She knits. And bikes miles on end. Anyway, this is actually a post about her husband.

Who at the moment I fancy. For his skills in working miracles around my house. It is amazing. I just wish that I would have discovered him sooner!

In two days this man has accomplished the following:
-fixed the banister in the main hallway that was loose.
-made the surface in the bathtub clean in a way that it has never been before (I thought the tub needed to be reglazed, nope just scraped with some solvents)
-hung a light-fixture in the kitchen (that I bought over 8 months ago)
-cleaned out the drains in my basement work sinks
-added 1/4 round to the gaps in the staircase (finished them off from when the hardwoods were redone).
-fixed the broken ceiling tiles in the basement
-scraped and repaired some old water damage in the kitchen
-made the front door open without "sticking"

Not things that are "deal breakers" in any way, but man does it improve the overall effect.

So, thank you Erich! Your skills are awesome and you've made all the imperfections in the house disappear!

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Sorry: From Late Thursday Night

To all of you people who have endured my crabiness, my over-sensitivity and my plain bitchiness: I lost my temper tonight at people I love. I shouldn't have and I am sorry. I think the stress of a whole lot of stuff and the fact that I am (today) oversensitve got the best of me. I am stressed out the house being on the market. I am stressed about the 12 kids coming to Grace's party. I have mixed feelings about my kid now actually being ten years old. And I resent anyone (kids and adults) making any comments about my body. And my head has been hurting for three days. I am also stressed about a situation involving a neighbor's husband that I can't fully disclose. And I start a new job in a few days and am trying to wrap all the old job stuff up. I know I am making excuses, but I figure this isn't my normal demeanor, so this must be taking a toll. I think it is the constant headache more than anything.... So I yelled. And wasn't pleasant. And now feel even worse. I wish that I could always keep everything together, but I cannot. I hope that I get some sleep tonight and I hope tomorrow is a better day.

Just please, children and adults, know that I am sorry for my behavior. I'm working on it.

I had to weigh in on this!

I was stirred up by a discussion on JPR's blog. And had too much to say to limit myself to just one comment.

So, here's a whole bunch of my comments!


What I think being a feminist means…

This is in response to Jenica’s blog. I had written a lengthy comment and then it didn’t post. So I feel compelled to weigh in and try to be articulate in this discussion.

So, here it goes:

I do consider myself a feminist. I think that women should have equal access to job opportunity, to equal pay for equal work, and women can and should be as “power hungry” as their male counterparts. So, here are some thoughts that are listed in no particular order.

I don’t think all men are evil and want to keep women out of the proverbial Board Room. I do think that men, especially white men, are raised in a society that says they should and can have power. They should make the rules. Women have a harder time seeing themselves in position of power and authority; we are given a different script than men.

I don’t think women who choose to stay home with their children are demonstrating some anti-feminist attitude. I think women who stay home are exercising their right to make decisions for their families. And I feel that it is my responsibility as a woman to fight for rules that benefit all women.

I don’t like it when I get shit for being a working mom. I don’t want to stay home with my children and bake cookies (I do bake cookies by the way). I want to wear a suit every day. I want to climb the power ladder. I want to be at the table making decision and fighting with white males for a place. I want to be paid equally. I want to be respected as a smart female, not objectified as someone’s sex object (that has happened more than once in my professional career). And I want other women to respect that it is my choice to work.

We need women elected to state legislatures, to Congress, and to the White House because women who govern create policy that is radically different than the policy men create (this crosses partisan lines). Women who create policy are more likely to fund education, quality health care, community programs for lower income families, and policy that is more “for the common good.” Men tend to favor policy that benefit corporate interests; policy that isn’t necessarily good for communities. They will spend more of our tax dollars on building prisons, homeland security, funding corporate tax breaks, and military spending.


Women need to govern because we need to protect Roe V. Wade and our right as women to make choices about reproduction. This is not a pro-abortion stance…this is my stance that I think women are smart enough to make choices that effect their lives. In WI right now there is a bill in the legislature that would allow doctors to lie to pregnant women about the results of their pregnancy test if they believe they might seek an abortion. There is a bill that would deny low-income women access to birth control through Medicaid. These attitudes completely fly in the face of believing that women are capable and smart enough to make decisions for themselves (which by the way, we are!). I don’t want a white male dominated state legislature making laws that allow doctors to lie to me if they want to or allow pharmacists to refuse to fill my birth control because they think any type of contraception is wrong. We need women who trust other women. Period.

I hope that women my age don’t forget the real sacrifices and fights that other women have gone through in their lives to create a place for us at the table. I don’t ever want to forget that there was a time when women had very limited professional roles (nurses, teachers, secretaries, etc). I don’t want to forget the women that took tons of sexual harassment in the office place and dared to speak out so that I can work in a (mostly) safe work environment. I want to continue to work so that my daughters do grow up with an image that women can wear a suit—demand (and get) respect, and can be in places of authority. I also want them to know that if they choose to stay home and raise children and if they find meaning and joy in other types of vocation that is wonderful too. I want them to understand that being a woman can mean all things.

I think all women need to stand up for the choices that women can and should make.
We should all stop bitching about each other and start affirming the many roles that women can and should play in our communities; we need all of us! We need the power-hungry women in the board rooms (me) and we need the moms who are guardians of our communities (I know many!). And we need to be aware enough to say “thank you” to our counterparts for what role they are playing in shaping society. So, to all the women who are home raising children, volunteering at my children’s schools, babysitting my kids when I am in a late night meeting, THANK YOU. Your work allows me to do my work! I'll continue to fight for policy that makes the world a better place for all of us, that makes the workplace fair for women, that promotes quality schools and health care, and I will model women in powerful positions for our daughters.

Hopefully my daughters will both grow up seeing that women can be nurturers and power brokers. And maybe even do both in the same day!

And that is what I think it means to be a feminist!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Lists...

(what else is a girl supposed to do when she has run out of new work projects--is still suffering from a post-migraine attack--and has nothing else to do but hang out on the internet?)

1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A SECOND HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?
I think that I would like to build a sweet little cottage in the french countryside, preferably on a hill overlooking a vineyard. Or, I would settle for a lovely wooded lot near a body of water.

2. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? My converse low-tops, my black scarf, my Polo jeans, my old-man cardigan, and any number of my black suits.

3. THE LAST CD YOU BOUGHT? I downloaded a bunch of random stuff this morning on itunes; Jack Johnson, Vanilla Ice, Coldplay Live 2003, and the Soundtrack from Walk the Line.

4. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? My alarm goes off at 6:30. I get out of bed around 7, crawl downstairs and drink coffee until 8, and head to work at 9am. I think I begin to be alert on my fourth cup of coffee.

5. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE? Top Gun, Garden State, The Matrix, Star Wars, Dead Poet's Society, Bridget Jone's Diary, Love Actually...and lots of others that I cannot think of at the moment.

6. IF YOU COULD PLAY AN INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? The saxaphone or guitare a la Jimmy Hendrix.
7. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? Red. Black. Green. Heather Grey.

8. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? A 1967 Mustang please.

9. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? Kinda...?

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CHILDREN’S BOOK? Harry Potter. As a little person my favorite was Courdory.

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? Hands Down FALL.

12. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Just one?? I would fly.

13. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? I have three on my back...two are Chinese symbols (one is for woman and the second is for power) the third is the word Perservere. lately I am thinking about getting the Batman symbol tatooed somewhere...

14. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Yes. But only three objects. My little brother and I learned to juggle when I was a little kid. He can do all sorts of tricks and juggle up to 5 or six things at once.

15. THE ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? My best friend all through high school was Megan*Fiste. She and I did everything together. She even came with my family to visit me when I was living in France. She was the maid of honor in my wedding and somewhere along the way she fell off the face of the earth. I sent cards, letters, called but never got a response. It is still one of the great mysteries of my life (if not the greatest mystery).


16. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE DAY? Hmm. At the moment Saturday is my favorite day. We play football in the morning, take the girls to the batting cages, then they leave for their dad's at 4pm, then Mike and I have dinner/movie or have some activity planned and then I get to fall asleep in the waterbead and sleep in on Sunday morning. It is fabulous and makes all the other days tolerable.

17. WHAT’S IN THE BACK OF YOUR TRUNK? My cleates, a soccer ball, a case of bottled water and a gallon of windshield washer fluid.

18. SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? sushi or cheeseburger.

19. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLOWER? tulips, yellow roses (not red), lillies, snapdragons, zinnias and hydrangea.

20. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? I do. Sappy I know.

21. WHAT WOULD BE YOUR DREAM JOB? Governor of Wisconsin, US Senator, or President of the United States.

22. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MEAL? Grilled tenderloin, medium rare, sauteed green beans, garlic mashed potatoes, and for dessert warm peach-blueberry pie with a scoop of icecream.

Baby Got Back

I was just on itunes downloading some Coldplay and decided to parouse the "top rap downloads" and came across Sir Mix A Lot's, Baby Got Back.
This was a staple at the middle school dances when I was about 13.
And I loved this song.

Then, almost one year ago Jenica and I attended a wedding in Rockford. It was the most white-trashy wedding that I have ever been to, and I say that in an endearing way. Really. I would never get married at Western Saloon Themed reception hall...but that is the way they wanted it. We came because we are friends with the groom, we are assuming that the bride picked the decor.

Anyway, the point of this, is that there was a moment when Baby Got Back came over the speakers...and all of the women ran out to dance. All of the women were at least 200+ pounds. It was one of the funniest things that I have ever seen. And as danced along I felt (for the first time) that I had no business claiming that I had a big butt. It was one of themost hilarious scenes that I had ever witnessed. Very overweight white trash wedding guests shaking their asses to Sir-Mix-A-Lot's Baby Got Back; not a scene you forget easily!

Migraine Strikes Again

I didn't sleep much last night...I had another migraine attack.
This morning I feel hungover, I guess that is the closest way to desctibe it.
My vision is blurry, my stomache is a bit nautious, and my whole body feels sore.
And yes, my head still hurts.

My apt. with the neurologist isn't until MAY 25th.
I am on the waiting list, but man this sucks.

I am no officially at the point where I will happily go back on the meds.
Happily. I just want this to stop.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

There will be no sleep over...

I put my foot down.
12 girls for a sleepover was just to much for me to handle.
I compromised. Or, I should say, Grace compromised.

We are having the 12 girls...
however the party will go from 4:30-9:30.

We'll have pizza and cake and ice cream and watch The Goblet of Fire and play Harry Potter Scene-It. We'll scream and gossip and run around the house. We'll make a huge mess.

But. There will be NO SLEEPOVER. (Which means a) I can play football on Sat. morning and b) I won't have 12 girls sleeping in my hpouse and c) there will not be allowed to completly destroy my newly cleaned house!)

I am sooooooo happy. Compromise is such a fabulous thing!

My dual personalities...Who wins?

My house has never, ever been this clean. Except maybe before my family lived here. It is sparkley today. I stayed up late cleaning and woke at 5:30 this morning to finish...It was worth every moment. Donna (the most awesome realtor ever) held a realtor lunch thing today, so I am eagerly awaiting feedback. But she said she was amazed at how sparkley it was. She was also surprised to see me in a work-suit...heh. Actually the first words out of her mouth when she saw me were, "Oh wow, you look great." And my response was something like, "Oh yeah, you've never actually seen me in my work suits. It was just another reminder that people who don't meet me initially through work meet the relaxed girl in jeans and messy hair.

Contrast that to my 2 hour meeting today. The Asst. To the Bishop called me into the coalition meeting with about 25 pastors to agitate (kick their clergy asses) about their relationship and attitudes about money and financial stewardship. They would have a hard time envisioning me as a laid back girl in jeans...They see me as an intense professional who is assertive, bold and wears black suits and stiletto heels.

My two alter egos....
The girl who plays football and gets muddy with messy hair V.. The hyper-professional who stomps around in heels and is not at all laid back.

Who wins?

I often would love for the people who know the girl in jeans to meet the professional, bitch in a suit. I frequently say to Mike that it is probably for the better that he has never seen me do training or take on authority. He might be totally freaked out!

Personally I like the fact that I get to nurture both personalities in my life. It is so fun. And leaves me with lots of great wardrobe choices....

Monday, March 13, 2006

The ever growing list...

My oldest is turning 10 on Thursday.
TEN.
Which is old.

The gifts keep coming in (she's old and spoiled)...
My crazy sister brought over presents tonight...the American Girl Doll of the year and 6 new outfits (SIX).
My brother and his wife sent a package of nail polish and gift cards.
My father sent a card with a gift card.
My grandmother sent a check.
My cousin sent books, three outfits and a cross with Grace's name painted on it.
I think she already has $90.00 in hand. I think that she's going to the Apple store tomorrow to buy herself an ipod shuffle. Which, I know, is a bit insane for a ten year old. But this will help keep all her music in one place (she can pick songs from my growing list as well) and I won't have to worry about all her cd's getting too scratched. Like I said, spoiled!

I bought her a Puma track suit (that I wish they made in my size-orange and navy)--and two outfits for her American Doll collection (two outfits set me back $62.90--outrageous!).

And we are still days away from the actual celebration...she is having dinner here on Wednesday, a luncheon with her grandmother on Saturday, a party with friends on Friday and a family party with her dad's family on Sunday.

I am the insane mother that is permitting a sleepover (Harry Potter themed) with 10 girls on Friday night.
(another reason why I should not have given up alcohol for Lent....heh.)

Happy Birthday Gracie!

Updating, instead of cleaning!

I am a major procrastinator, this I have probably said many times before.

Tonight I am sitting on the floor drinking tea even though there are bathrooms to scrub and a basement to vacuum. But I don't want to do that right this minute.

I would rather play around on the internet...and record all the lastest stuff.

-For Sale sign came this morning...and it looks great! I was a bit freaked out this morning when I heard major pounding coming from outside, but no worries, when I looked out the window there was the man hammering it into the gound.

-Yesterday was my nephew's second birthday...at Chuck E. Cheese (or, depending on who you ask, HELL). It was the first official gathering where my mom, my dad and the girlfriend were all gathered. To everone's credit there were no drama. Yeah. I did get to sit and hold Garrett for the longest time...until he was whisked away. Preston was hilarious--we (Mike and my dad) got him in trouble with his mother for throwing napkins back and forth. And the only way that he could get the ball up the skeeball ramp was to personaly escort the ball all the way to the top, drop it in the hole and then walk back for another one. I ate two pieces of cake becasue it was a Sunday and according to my pastor friends, Sunday does not count for Lenten sacrifices). I gave up alcohol and dessert for Lent, silly me. And, I beat Mike twice in the basketball game...killed rather! After the party we met up with Gary and Sandy for dinner...like I needed more food!

-Saturday was gorgeous...I think the temp almost reached 60! Warm enough to play football in shorts. I had the best time playing football...played my best game ever, caught all but one ball, had two touchdowns and threw a touchdown pass to my little bro who joined us. Mike and I had dinner at Maxim's where we located a Poll Position Arcade game that is a MUST for M's collection. :) And then we saw the movie, 16 Blocks with Bruce Willis as an alcoholic detective. It was awesome. A smart action movie that made me cry in the end. Perfect.

It was a great weekend...we managed to cram in a ton of stuff. Girls had a good weekend. Lately I end up beat by Sunday night, but it is worth it.

Today was spent cleaning (the college girl that I thought was coming bailed) so I had to do the scrubbing and cleaning. BUT, the entire place is almost perfect. The hardwood floors are sparkling, the girls bedrooms are (for once) immaculate, I even did the windows. Its really pathetic that I am not more of a domestic goddess..this place looks really great when its clean. Tomorrow my fabulous realtor is having an open house for other agents, it will be the first time that we get feeback, so I am very curious...and anxious. I would be so happy if this whole thing just goes really fast. Like a bandaid...quick and painless.

So there it is. I have got my rap music going. I just did a bit of caffiene intake. So I'll be ready to go for another hour or so. Back down to the basement. And then I'll set the alarm for early in the morning and do the rest...:0

Friday, March 10, 2006

You know it is spring when...

-you're wearing capri pants and ballet slip ons and a short sleeved frilly shirt.
-your driveway has finally completely melted.
-you noice how horrible your front yard is and can see where the plants need to be pulled.
-you have your sunroof open as you drive around town.
-you are thinking more about who you need to play softball than who is playing football.
-you are happy that when you do play football that you can expect rain and not snow.
-55 degree prediction for tomorrow is some of the best news you've heard in a long time.
-you start packing up the wool sweaters and hunt for lighter clothes.
-you see shoots of new green grass/plants poking through the brown withered stuff.
-you have to buy two Easter outfits (dress for Grace) and (pants for Margo).
-your cranky winter demeanor starts to give way to a more happy, possitive, cheerful you.

It is almost halfway through March folks. There is hope that this awful thing called winter is going to leave us! Hooray!

I am psyched

I have had a list of nagging household stuff that has been growing ever since I bought this beast of a house. And I have felt very inadequate as a homeowner. I am not great with electrical stuff. I can scrape and paint and do plaster repairs. But when it comes to dealing with wires, fixtures, etc I a complete novice.

Enter my friend Sue's (hi Sue!!) husband Erich.

He aparently can do anything. And he is reasonable.

He came by this morning and "toured" the house. I had a clipbord in hand and we made notes of all the priorities.

He will paint the porch and the side of the house and make it pretty (or at least make it look like there is not an imminent paint job necessary to any new homeowner).
He will hang the awesome light fixture that I bought for the kitchen (I bought it 8 months ago and have been meaning to put it up FOREVER).
He will add 1/4 round finish to the newly refinished hardwood floors.
He will fix some of the basement issues (missing ceiling tiles, etc).
He will paint the back door and fix the front door that currently sticks!

My house will be perfect!

Kristin, a very cool college student that I do church related stuff with is going to come and spend the day cleaning and scrubbing floors. She'll make everything sparkly.

And hopefully I'll unload this beast.
It was exciting to see the house listed online.
I just hope that there will be some showings in the next few weeks.

Progress....it's all good.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Welcome Tom and Julie!!!

Glad to know that my readership base is growing!
(You should have introduced yourselves through comments!)

Ha! And Mike thought he lived such a private life...little did he know that you probably know more about his day-to-day life now than ever before.

Welcome. And please, if you have any questions, let me know! Or you can email me directly at
oneill4kids@aol.com. Although this blog is a pretty good inside track to exactly who I am...:)
Congrats on finding it!

Julie, it will be nice when we can finally meet in person. I'm looking forward to not being the mystery girlfriend any longer.

So, are there any other secret readers out there, please come forward!

***For the rest of the world, Tom and Julie are Mike's siblings...Tom is the brother who plays in the great band (www.thepulltops.com) and found me through a google search and then told Julie how to find me. So there...it really is a small world***

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

For Sale

My house is officially for sale.

For $235,000.00

Which is $55,000 more than I paid for it.

Not a bad investment for the past 18 months, eh?

So the now waht???
I have committed to Grace that she can finish elementary school where she is, but on no certain terms is she going to MPS for 6th grade. She seems totally fine with that deal. So, I am going to start calling around on apartments...I know that there are plenty in the area.

All I can say is that it is one thing to TALK about putting your house on the market, but once it is ACTUALLY on the market you have to think about where you are going to live next. Which is fine, really. Just all of a sudden this is my new REALITY.

I am selling my house and therefore moving.
For real!!!!

(Silmotaneously freaking out and loving it all at the same time!)

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Something about me...

...I cry easily.

Not generally in the "you hurt my feelings way" (although I can/have done that too). But in the sappy, sentimental, emotional way.

I just sat and watched two interview clips with Dana Reeves and bawled. I remember watching Superman's funeral and sobbing. And I am so saddened that she too has died.

Why? I didn't know them. I never really followed much of his battle with living paralysed or even knew that she had lung cancer. Yet. I sat and cried tonight thinking about their little 13 year old's fractured life, the anger I feel about the injustice of any kid loosing both parents, and the fact (again) that try as we might, we still cannot control life and death.

She said in one of her last interviews when asked about all her donated time and efforts to raise money/awareness for her causes, "Well, I have been blessed by many things in life, and I just feel that is the rent you pay to live here on earth."

And once again, I am crying.

(Don't ask me how many times I cried during the new Disney movie Eight Below (the one about the dogs) 'cause it definatly hit double digits!)

Monday, March 06, 2006

Why I love Mike, reason #479

He has a link to the Official Spiderman Website on his website.

That is so cool.

Updates...

-I did not end up going to jail, but in a still unfolding saga the cops came back and (in a forceful way) told me that they absolutely thought I was the one that hit the cop car. The witness also decided that I wasn't black after all, that somehow I became a white, blonde female. It is all very shady. And they didn't write me a ticket...but told me I was going to get the bill for the mirror!

Conclusion: I (and several others that I have talked to) think that they are after me to get the money. That they saw my house and my ability to pay and are sticking me with this. I will talk to my lawyer, but also don't feel like spending a ton of energy on this. I would just like to make it go away.

Even if it isn't fair.
Doesn't this just proove there is no justice in the world? And what would they have done to me had I been a black female? Probably arrested me on the spot.

Reinforced message: Don't trust the cops.

Friday, March 03, 2006

Knock, knock, knock!

So, I am sitting at my table, minding my own business...
drinking earl grey tea-working on a work-realted report, when there is
INTENSE pounding on my door.

I get up to meet a cop. He's a nice cop, but he is there to tell met that a witness saw me sideswipe a police car this morning at my kid's school and drive away.

So, was I at French Immersion School this morning?
Yes.
Did I do a hit and run on an officer?
No.

The report says that witnesses saw me (an alleged black woman) get out of my car, look at the damaged cop car and drive away.

Obviously I am not black.

I told the officer the truth about my suspected involvement.
I did drive around the cop car this morning because it was parked in the drop off lane.
I may have bumped the side-window (at most) but didn't notice that I did.

He asked me about 5 times if I was covering for a friend of mine.
Ah. No. I have no black female friends that would drive Margaret to school.

So, at the present moment there are FOUR squad cars outside.
They are taking pictures. Reviewing my license. Trying to locate the alleged witness.
I think that they beleive my innocence.
I hope they beleive my innocence.

And if not, I'll be calling someone to bail me out of jail.
I know that I didn't do this, but I am still sweating bullets.
And I am sure all the neighbors are freaking out and assuming that I am a criminal.

Could my Friday BE ANY WORSE????


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HELP ME!!!!

I hate that I am so lame when it comes to simple computer related things.

At the moment I am highly frustrated with MYSELF becasue I cannot figure out how to add links to my template.

There are three that I want to add. Maybe four.
I am convinced it cannot be that hard!!!

(ok, deep breath)

I did manage to find (thanks to JPR) a web-hosted calendar that I can access and update as needed. It won't be very exciting to most of the world, but there are at least two people (myself included) that are constantly trying to figure out what our life is like week-to-week. Maybe this will help?? (Now, see I know how to make a hyperlink, what the hell is wrong with me that I cnnot make a LINK).

Back to caffiene.

Friday

I am sitting at my dining room table eagerly awaiting the completion of coffee brewing. I am craving caffeine. I am not sure why this morning is particularily hard to wake up but it is.

Imet with my boss yesterday to discuss things that I needed to complete before my departure. There aren't many really. Wrap up a few loose ends, have some conversations with leadership, etc. I will spend part of the day making phone calls and then a letter is going out to the group today announcing my deaprture. It has been a very easy process...all the agony (and I mean serious agony over the past years) can all be chalked up to some very good conversations and my boss being very kind, supportive, and practical. So there.

(OK, coffee finished! Yeah)

Tonight I am going to dinner/movie wth my dad. We had a blow up in January when he took his kids out to dinner and left me and Kennan out. We haven't been on speaking terms (we've emailed a bit) so this should be interesting. He invited us (meaning Mike, me and the girls) and he'll bring his girlfriend Marty. I am actually looking forward to tonight...it should be pleasant. The girls are looking forward to seeing their grandpa and I frankly, would like things to BE OK.

Ok, back to work. I have tons of phone calls and email to work on today. Not to mention LAUNDRY. Why is there such a horrible thing as laundry? I feel like laundry is a punishment for something....not quite sure what I did to deserve it, but man does it suck.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Check-It-Out




www.mike-crowell.com

It is still under construction--but, unike me who uses a prefab template, this computer programmer (not analyst) is building his own site.

Very Cool!
And I love the space ship.

I really do have a new job.

I met yesterday afternoon with the Chair and the Vice Chair of Women's Choice, the organization that offered me the position of Executive Director. I went through the job description, I saw my new office, and was given material to start reading.

This is really happening.

First, let me say that I haven't been this thrilled about a professional move in a long, long time. I am now connected to some (if not all) of the political women player in the state. They have power, they have influence, they have money and major respect. I am now working in the circle of these women. I feel like I have entered the circle of those in the know, and these are THE women that can make/break a political future for me. If I really do want to be a senator, or the governor, or a congresswoman, well...then I am in the right spot. It is thrilling. And a bit terrifying (easier to talk about dreams and aspirations in the abstract then to actually go out and make them happen).

But. It feels right.

Essentially I will be working to raise major money for women candidates who are pro-choice. There will be membership drives, house parties, I'll get to work with legislators and other elected women, and I will have to manage three components of the work. The first is a 527 or conduit where individuals can put money into an account (as much as they want) and then direct it to candidates through the conduit for elections. The republicans use this as a major way to give more money than legal individual limits. Its one of the great loop holes in American politics--and while I hate the concept and it goes against some of my values to thwart the system, I also beleive that being left out of the game for the sake of "morality" is not helping anyone either. The second part is to raise money for the administration, the office, the website (still not up and running) and my salary. The thrid is to run a political action committee (PAC) fund where the organization decides how and when to spend the individual's money.

I will (at some point) get into the whole network of powerful Board of Directors of other allied organizations in the state. Planned Parenthood. The League of Conervation Voters. Etc.

I'm officially hopping the fence from non-partisan work to landing with my feet firmly planted in the partisan electoral world.

I start by the end of March. And I can't wait to start moving!