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Learn how he was making $600 a week by the age of 13.  He did it by delivering newspapers; not just 1, but 3 routes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not being old enough to actually have his own route, he convinced a few older guys to sign up, and he did all the work.  Plus he GAVE them some of the profits!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, he laughs at himself a little bit, thinking back on how the guys scored off his work, but still.  Sean Combs was making $600 a week as an entrepreneur!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.PlayOurPlanet.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533740685213499467-3297538234308877110?l=playourplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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But I know a lot of people can relate to that feeling of "please don't get older and leave me" mixed with "please tell me you didn't just say that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I think of where she has been&lt;/b&gt;, what she has experienced, and how she has loved us all in spite of our foibles (does that include anything that involved the law?) I want to erase the blackboard that lists life's 'dids' and 'didn'ts' and make her always proud of her past, and content with her present.  Which of course includes her feelings about me.  Hey, kids are born selfish and it's never more apparent than around Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom was born during World War II&lt;/b&gt; and times were tough.  Her dear Daddy went off to war and her mother worked in a factory, helping the efforts on the home front.  A dear uncle never made it home from that war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As the years passed things improved:&lt;/b&gt; the family was comfortable after much hard work and sacrifice.  Nothing was given to them; everything was earned.  No one complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing she knew, my mother had her own brood, and at a young age. Mom made her own bread, dinner every day, had a garden, canned vegetables, did mountains of laundry with a wringer-style washer, ironed clothes.  All of that. After we were all in school she was able to focus on her own desires and went back into the workforce, knowing no one there and having little skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little skills at the beginning&lt;/b&gt;, but that changed remarkably.  When the other clerks and typists took coffee and lunch breaks, my mother was too curious about the workings of her company and volunteered for anything that would help her learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her succession in jobs was just that;&lt;/b&gt; she was promoted time after time, eventually enjoying a marketing career as a respected mentor in her field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is the woman I know,&lt;/b&gt; a full-time mother who made her way into the business arena and gave the best she could to her company for decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am relating is probably considered a simple life by many, maybe even 'un'-remarkable. &lt;b&gt; But I believe these are the very best kinds of people.&lt;/b&gt;  They show up every day, do what is right, and try to do their best.  And they do it over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Brokaw called people like this "The Best Generation".  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It was almost a do-over.  Wasn't last year so...last year?  September is for new clothes, new books, new beginnings, and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who, if not new, certainly looked different.&lt;/span&gt;  I always felt a thrill of excitement that was neck-and-neck with uncertainty.  A girl who had always been chubby somehow returns from a summer hiatus BAM! a Babe! and is drawing stares from...everywhere.  The geeky guy we used to take turns tripping as he did his best to dash out of the locker room after gym class today pulls into the parking lot to start his senior year.  He is in a cherry Mustang convertible.  With a cheerleader.  And he has a five o'clock shadow at 8:00 a.m. Will it ever be my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, anything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fast forward&lt;/span&gt;:  I continued to grow up reasonably OK, with no more or less pain or angst than any of my friends or the guys in the next cubicle. The years pile up, the years go by.  But there have always been the moments that have caught me off guard, both surprising me with their insistent pulls on my heart, and startling me with the swift powers that take me back...to that guy I didn't think I was, and thought I did not want to be, but who is in me always.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes for this emotional display?&lt;/span&gt;  Nothing. Or anything.  Our minds hold fast to life-marking events that our conscious self suppresses. It can be a song, a smell, a picture...shoot, it can be crisp autumn leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have these memories. &lt;/span&gt; I guess they are known as 'bittersweet' memories.  After we are grown, they mock us, yet sustain us, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a class in Carol Stream Illinois that graduated this year, in 2007.&lt;/span&gt;  They are the friends of my nephew, Jonathan D. Petit.  Jon sparks countless memories of a perpetual smile, a ready friend, an honorable teammate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon actually experienced his own transition.&lt;/span&gt;  In some minds he may have been the guy they would like to be after he slimmed down and buffed up in a big way.  Forever I will happy for Jon for that.  His efforts spanned years.  It was profound to me, and was (excuse the cliche) an inspiration that a kid could and did:&lt;br /&gt;A.  Drag himself out of bed before dawn &lt;br /&gt;B.  Jog and jog and jog, eventually adding ankle weights &lt;br /&gt;C.  Develop his own eating habits&lt;br /&gt;D.  Become an inspiration to his friends in GBN High's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"House of Pain"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon left us unexpectedly, on a warm June night.  &lt;/span&gt;There will always be our lives viewed as before and after Jon Petit.  We were never ready to say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, I do believe this class of 2007 will always remember Jon Petit. &lt;/span&gt; They will be 30, 45, 70 years on this planet, yet...a song, a flash of a smile, a scent, a comment.  Jon will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon's birthday is September 2, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;  He would be 19.  And Green Day was one of Jon's favorite bands.  So, wake me up, when September ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K Petit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/JPATT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.squidoo.com/PATT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playourplanet.com/"&gt;www.playourplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justperfectgifts.com/"&gt;www.justperfectgifts.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.PlayOurPlanet.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533740685213499467-8070118260738616335?l=playourplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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This was what was always in my mind's eye when I envisioned my visits home.  But after being on his own for awhile, my father had gradually become more of a "bachelor" and realized somehow, without consulting me, that he could and would live his life to his liking, 'dadnabit!'. It was never more apparent to me than the day I realized he had traded in his dining room table for a billiards table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I think a part of me was sure my visits home were pretty much the highlights of Dad's existence&lt;/span&gt; and I didn't always notice the familiarity of my old home.  It's always been the way it was when I moved away. Dad and I were standing in the kitchen talking, or I was talking about myself, when I passed through the dining room, dropping my duffel bag on the table in passing. I was still walking and talking when I heard the bag thud on the floor, having toppled off the table.  I lifted up the edge of the tablecloth and found it was covering a billiards table, and I had unknowingly let my bag drop on the siderail. I looked up from the green felt to my Dad's sort of defiant look, a lot like I probably looked when Dad caught me doing stupid stuff as a kid.  The tablecloth was probably there only for the table's protection, not to hide it.  Right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I realized what had happened&lt;/span&gt;, I asked my dad where he had gotten the billiards table. Dad has always enjoyed his games; over the years the basement has turned into a combination card room/party central for Dad and his buddies, getting together to play poker or watch sports tournaments.  Maybe that is why I was not expecting to find a billiards table in his dining room. It seems Dad had filled up the basement with my nephews' video games and consoles and he had to find a place to put it. To Dad it wasn't a question of getting a billiards table, you see; the dilemma was where to put said table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only temporarily stymied at the idea that Dad would remove our meeting spot&lt;/span&gt;, my home inside the old home. I realized while my life came and went out of that house, Dad was there every day, all day.  If he wanted a billiard table in his dining room I could adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny now.&lt;/span&gt;  I pop in for my visit and Dad and I still sit face to face in the same room spending time catching up, looking at pictures, sharing our meals. The billiards table is just fine with a piece of plywood and tablecloth over it, and most of the time I don't even think about it being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's always good to see things a new way.&lt;/span&gt;  I think Dad is onto something here. Though I can’t imagine I will have a billiards table in my dining room today, I hope that like my Dad, I will have a few surprises left.  And lots of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KPetit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playourplanet.com"&gt;http://www.playourplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.PlayOurPlanet.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533740685213499467-1770322884063525999?l=playourplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Petit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05887300900984197147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hfct0SQgS9I/SWewD7QDj9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/R2nNKIGzPko/s1600-R/PICT1581.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://playourplanet.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-let-playstation3-cost-arm-and-leg.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEBQ3s5fip7ImA9WBFbGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533740685213499467.post-8086986426237923952</id><published>2007-03-02T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:57:32.526-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-10T23:57:32.526-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise bands" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fitness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resistance bands" /><title>How To Love Your Workouts</title><content type="html">&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://petits5.com/"&gt;Petits5 for sports, music, videos, wireless&lt;!-- Begin BlogToplist tracker code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogtoplist.com" title="Blog Directory"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogtoplist.com/tracker.php?u=5919" alt="Blog Directory" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eglobalwarmingawareness2007.com"&gt;Globalwarming Awareness2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End BlogToplist tracker code --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is a necessity of life whether or not you truly prefer it. There is one simple reason for this.   IMAGE!    Ha!   You thought I was going to say health, didn't you?  No sir; I believe that most people force themselves to exercise solely for vanity reasons.  They want to look smashing; being in better health is just a fringe benefit.  Wow, do you think we need to get our priorities straight?  Anyway, there's a trick to exercise and fitness.  You don't have to dread your routine trips to the gym.  You don't have to despise your workout equipment with every cell in your body.  You simply need to make your workout program fun. This means finding something you enjoy doing.  Maybe you would even do it if you didn't have to exercise at all.  I make sure my workout is like this.  All I typically make use of is a weight bench, punching bag, free weights and exercise resistance bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There are plenty of routes to choose.   Working out is not restricted to running on a track and using an out of date recumbent bike.   Say hello to options and machines and sports galore. Surely there are a few that could get you going.   My favorite workout for the last few years has been using exercise resistance bands.   These are very simple fitness tools.   I'll even bet you've seen them on television before.   When I first mentioned I was getting some to my girlfriend she said, "You mean those rubber bands that fitness women use on those exercise shows?"  Uh, yeah, I guess that pretty much sums it up.   However, exercise resistance bands are not made exclusively for women.   They're for anyone who wishes to give them a shot or add them to their fitness regimen.   Contemporary exercise resistance bands come with varying pounds of resistance.   While a woman may prefer 5 or 10 pounds, a man may prefer 20.   You can perform numerous exercises with these innovative exercise resistance bands.  Workout any part of your lower and upper body.  I would recommend picking up an inexpensive DVD or book that demonstrates the many exercises you can do with your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, why would someone prefer exercise resistance bands over weights, etc?   Well, that's pretty simple.   With light-weight, compact exercise resistance bands, you can carry them anywhere, anytime.   I have to travel frequently so I take them on a business trip, or even to the office for a quick lunchtime workout.   And no matter how tired I think I am, I feel better after my workouts.   You'll love how simple those bands can make your daily exercise routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.Petit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.PlayOurPlanet.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533740685213499467-8086986426237923952?l=playourplanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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