Wordless Wednesday

I had this great post all about the differences of the regular Influenza A flu bug compared to the H1N1 flu bug…but you know?  Who cares? They both bite.

I’ve had Gremlin home with the HINNEY flu since Sunday and today Oldman is home with a fever.  Wanna guess what he might have? For the last month we have one kind of flu or another.

Not that I believe in jinxes, cause I’m a faith-based person (Hmmm…faith-based jinxes? Now there’s a sermon!) but I’m seriously thinking there’s a connection between their flu and my post recently about having a Flexible Attitude and J praying for patience (Hello! Everyone knows you don’t do that!).

I’m just trying to understand the correlation between the number of spills to the flu. Does it cause a twitch that makes you spill your OJ every 15 minutes? Does the H1N1 make you pick up your Jello with your fingers and squish it like a 2yo while laying in Mom’s bed?

Things that make you go ‘hmmmmm’.

So please excuse me as I try to go find a happy place for just 5. stinkin. minutes.

Oh, and in case I miss it…Happy Trick-or-Treating!

I probably should be doing something around the house.

My ficus tree is in serious need of  a new pot. But I need the strong hubs help on that one.

I probably should clean up after a wonderful impromptu dinner with my brother and sister-in-law. But…nah!

I don’t nearly make enough time for reading other people’s blogs.  I miss that.  I love the blogging community and being able to read and comment is really some of my favorite times.

So that’s what I’m doing.  Well, in just a few seconds I will.

5…4…3…2…1…

Do you remember the moment you realized you just knew what you wanted to do for a career?

For me it was in 10th grade. My English teacher started the year out saying, “By now you should have some idea of the direction you want to go. You have 1 week to pick something and start writing about it.”

I freaked.

I had never thought about it! I was one of those air-headed take-one-day-at-a-time kind of girl. I barely knew what the word ‘future’ meant.  Plus I had just transferred to that school from a private school and no one talked about life after high school there.

To be quite honest, I guess I knew from the moment she started talking about it.  She even wrote it on the chalkboard….which almost seemed like fate (like, oh my gosh, for sure!!!)

“Communications’

The guy beside me asked, “What kind of job is that?”

She wrote, “Communications – broadcasting / journalism / public relations / marketing”

The tingle sparked at the base of my brain and ran down my spine. (Yes, I was a loser in high school.)

So I went to college pursuing a degree in Communications with an emphasis in Broadcasting.  I was going to be the next Barbara Walters!

Then I discovered politics.

Oh no, not the real politics. Just the one that slaps a little reality in your world. I hadn’t even finished my first year in college when I found out the politics in broadcasting.

No, thank you.

Many, many years later I ended up coming back full circle in the communication side of things. The whole point of my embracing the idea of Communications is that I love people.  Man, there are some wack-a-doodle-doo’s out there…and that’s intriguing.

The underlying part to communication is always the written and verbal word. I do the verbal thing all day long, but crave the written word.  So this year I decided to branch out a little bit back into that side of communication.  This blog has been great for it, but I’ve really lost ‘the touch’ and need to exercise that out again.

So I’m writing for Blissfully Domestic.  My first article went up yesterday. I’m very excited about it because Blissfully Domestic is a great organization that is ran by some great ladies. I’m thrilled they are letting me sharpen my ‘typing pen’ with them.

I’d love any feedback you might have. I’m a true believer that ‘iron sharpens iron’ and any honing is welcome!

Why I love Missouri!

Wordless Wedneday