See A Penny, Pick It Up

It seems that the bad luck that has been an unwanted house guest for oh-so-long is tiring of the scenery and packing its bags. I don’t know if it was lots of positive thinking, searching for four-leaf clover, picking up every penny I saw, or throwing said pennies into fountains and making wishes, but things have turned around in the past few days.

At first I thought we would never escape the dark cloud hanging over our heads. On Friday I received a call from one of my freelance gigs (the one that paid the best) and my producer told me I was no longer needed. That was a huge blow, and while I tried to not take it personally since it seems everyone is cutting back, I still took it personally. I’m trying to look at it as one task off my overfilled plate, and therefore a blessing in disguise.

On Sunday we attended the Walk Now for Autism event. Our team raised over $500. The walk had thousands of people there, and it felt nice to be surrounded by those who understood if Cordy started acting out. There was also a resource fair at the event, and I talked to several service providers who we may be contacting soon to get Cordy signed up for further therapy.

When we were approved for additional therapy funding back in May, I was handed a huge list of providers – hundreds of providers – with no additional information about them. Which approach do they use? What are their specialties? I was told I’d have to call everyone on that list and interview each one if I wanted that kind of information. The autism walk gave me the chance to see some of the providers who specialize in autism treatments in person. It was like a mini-interview session, and I found several that I plan to follow up with.

Waiting in line at the bouncy castle

At the starting line of the walk

And then yesterday morning there was a flurry of phone calls, and by 10am Aaron was employed again. He has a 2-3 month contract with a company in Cincinnati, but he will be working from home for most of the project.

The down side is that it’s only a short-term contract, but if he does well the contracting company will hopefully find another position for him. The pay is enough that we’ll go off of all assistance (woo-hoo!), and it looks like we might have enough to buy COBRA insurance for those 2-3 months. Even if the company can’t find him another project, it still buys us more time for him to look for other jobs.

I’m hoping it’ll also help drive away some of our irritation with each other. It’s not that we’re having actual problems per se, but when you’re around your spouse all the time, and you have to carefully examine each expense and interrogate the other as to why we needed another pair of pants for Mira or a ticket to a horror movie marathon, well, you quickly get tired of each other. We’re in each other’s way all day long.

So now he’ll disappear upstairs to work for a few hours a day, and then I’ll take over the office for a few hours when he’s done. And hopefully that will kill some of our irritation. If that doesn’t work, I’m lobbying to bring back Family Double Dare. Dumping green slime on your spouse could be therapeutic.



I Always Take The Shortcut

Parent Bloggers is hosting another blog blast this weekend, sponsored by Ore-Ida to get the word out about their new Steam n’ Mash potatoes, with the theme of taking shortcuts. This is something I can really get behind, since I rarely resist taking the shortcut. Just ask my high school math teacher – in calculus I found a shortcut for a proof that she had never considered. If it’ll save me time and effort, I’ll find a way to do it.

I’ve written before about my microwave and what a timesaver it is. Not only do I cook frozen meals in it, but it cooks many fresh foods, too. For ears of corn, I wrap each ear in a wet paper towel and cook for 4 minutes. Potatoes also are great when microwaved in a similar manner. (Although be sure to poke holes in whole potatoes – no one wants to clean up the aftermath of an exploding potato.) Even eggs can be cooked in the microwave. I bought a cheap microwave egg cooker and get perfect hard boiled eggs in less time than it would take to get the water boiling on the stove.

My other big cooking shortcut is pre-cooked chicken. We buy it so we can add it to pasta meals, stir-fry, etc. without having to go through the effort of cutting, marinating, and cooking chicken. When we want to add some protein to a dish, simply cook it and during the last minute or two throw in some chicken so the chicken. Of course, you have to decide if the cost is worth the time saved, but using coupons and buying on sale can help offset that cost.

When Cordy was younger, I used to sort her laundry so that each shirt was paired up with a set of pants and folded together. It took a little bit longer than sorting laundry the traditional way, but it saved a lot of time in the mornings if we needed to hurry out the door. Instead of looking for a top and pants that matched, I could pull out an entire outfit that was ready to go. Socks were also always balled up together so I didn’t have to search for a matched pair. With two kids, I gave up on this shortcut, but I think it may be time to bring it back again to keep our mornings running smoothly.

(Oh, and that whole sorting laundry into colors thing? I don’t do it. Throw it all in together and toss in a Color Catcher sheet. My whites still look white.)

What about you? What shortcuts do you take to make life easier? (And if you want to get in on the blog blast, you have until midnight Pacific time.)



Haiku Friday: Forget The Diet

I can’t hide from it –
stalking me in every aisle
at the grocery

Halloween candy
of every kind calls with a
loud, sweet siren song

Sure, it’s for the kids
but who can resist bags of
mini Reese’s cups?

I love dressing up for Halloween, but I think I love the candy even more. It’s so unfair that grocery stores put up an entire aisle of Halloween candy (and displays at the end of every other aisle) at the beginning of October.

If I want any chance of not gaining 5 pounds this month, and want to actually give the candy I buy away to neighborhood kids, I’ll have to hold off on buying the jumbo bags of pixie sticks, fun-size Snickers and Sweet Tarts until two hours before trick-or-treat.

To play along for Haiku Friday, follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. What’s a haiku, you ask? Click here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON’T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week! I will delete any links without haiku!



To Fix The Economy, We Need More Moms

I’ve been watching the financial nosedive of the past few weeks with complete exasperation. Banks are failing one after another due to nothing more than greed and mismanagement, while those who were responsible walk away with multi-million dollar severance packages. I shook my head when Congress dismissed a $700 billion bailout package as being too expensive, then less than a week later passed another bailout package that was nearly identical except that it also included more money for pet projects and unrelated issues.

Now I see that AIG thanked the American public for their $80 billion bailout by sending some executives on a $440,000 spa retreat, paying for pedicures, massages, and all sorts of luxury. And Congress responded by giving them another $37.8 billion yesterday. Ya know, so they don’t run out of margaritas.

Ever wonder what happened to your country?

I think moms of America need to revolt and take over the country. Storm Washington and form a mom brute squad inside the Capital building, forcing lawmakers to listen to us. Just think of what we could accomplish.

When Republicans and Democrats are too involved in partisan bickering to get anything done, we moms can make them sit down together and play nice. We can keep our children from killing each other, so we can certainly make these guys respect each other. If someone tries to tack on a ridiculous pet project that has nothing to do with a bill designed to help the economy, we’ll send them to their office, and tell them to not come out until they can tell us what they’ve done wrong.

Moms can speak directly to the failed bank CEOs, chastizing them for thinking of themselves only and not others. We trusted them to behave with the money they’ve been given, and they betrayed our trust with greed, which requires punishment. Any mom will tell you that you can’t let a child get away with something once, or they’ll keep doing it again and again. We’d take away all of their bonuses, and we’d work out a plan with the banks, making sure any money we lend them is paid back to us in full, possibly with interest.

To investors, the mom squad would grab them by the shoulders and tell them to chill the hell out, reminding them that nothing good ever comes from acting rashly. We’d remind them that it’s OK to be scared, but it’s not OK for that fear to cloud everything they do and say. Moms would hand out cookies, tell them all to take a deep breath, and then make them sleep on it before deciding to sell off everything from fear.

When it comes to AIG, who has proven to be a truly unruly child and is clearly unable to make responsible choices with what it has been given, we moms would have to get tough. We would put them in time-out, freezing any financial hand-outs to them, demanding they work out a plan to pay back the money they blew on their executive spa retreat, and refusing to give them any further help until they prove they can make good choices.

And finally, moms would address the American public to tell them the unpopular truth our leaders won’t say: we’re all going to have to cut back, make some sacrifices, and live within our means. Many of us already are cutting back out of necessity, but others will need to do so to keep from ending up in poverty. Mom always said to not spend more than you earn, and this is the time to put that advice to use.

We moms don’t want to do this. We don’t like being mean mommies. We’d rather be spending time with our families instead of worrying about finances. But when our government and our financial system behave like unruly children, forcing our families to suffer from high food prices, foreclosures, heating costs that may be too much for many families to afford this winter, and a lack of credit for the responsible individuals and small businesses who desperately need it, we moms can only endure so much before we are fed up and feel the need to do something. Maybe it isn’t as extreme as storming the capital, but we can still choose to write our representatives in Washington, vote for who we think will make the best changes, and protect our families by guarding our finances.

Remember Congress, this really does hurt us more than it hurts you.



A Touch of Random Update

Have you visited my reviews blog yet to read about our family’s adventure in making French Toast? There are pictures and video of Cordy participating in her first cooking experiment, already showing more talent than me. Although she did want to drown each piece of bread.

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The car is fixed! When I posted last week about our car troubles, a local reader e-mailed me and offered to send her husband over to look at our car. He discovered the faulty part, and $80 later the car works again. Thanks to his diagnosis it became a problem we could afford to fix instead of something that would have likely been out of our price range when adding in labor and the fee they charge to read the check engine light code.

I’d like to give a big thanks to Karen and Clay for their help. (I’m not sure if Karen wants me to link to her blog or not – but if she does I’ll add the link.) Have I ever mentioned that there are very nice people in Columbus? Well, there are. I got more proof of it this weekend, and had fun meeting a new local mom in the process.

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Cordy didn’t like it when daddy refused to turn the TV on for her the other day. Her response: “Daddy, those aren’t the right words.” That’s her new go-to line whenever we say something she doesn’t like.

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Anyone watching the debate tonight? I’m watching and joining Momocrats for their liveblog?

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After all of my wailing about being poor, there’s a chance Aaron will have a new job tomorrow.

Advantages: he’ll be working with a good friend (she’s the one who encouraged him to apply), the pay is good, there are opportunities for overtime, and he can work from home.

Disadvantages: It’s contract only, so at the end of three months he’s done, unless he can impress them enough to get a second contract.

But it would be enough money to afford COBRA health insurance for a couple of months, pay the bills, and buy presents for the holidays this year. I’m crossing my fingers and hoping this string of bad luck has finally reached its end.

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Now that school is over two weeks into the quarter, I think I’ve figured out a good school-work-life balance again. That means I can get back to reading and commenting on blogs regularly again, so hopefully I’ll catch up on your life soon.

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Remember back in May when I did the Cincinnati Walk Now for Autism? It was a fun (although wet) event, and thanks to a few readers, we raised $345. Well, this Sunday I’m walking in the Columbus Walk Now for Autism and once again accepting donations for the cause.

You can give a tax-deductible donation for my team through the website to help support autism research, advocacy and awareness. Even $5 or $10 helps, so if you have the ability, please consider giving. Those in Columbus are encouraged to come to the event on Sunday morning to show your support. We’ll be there in force with the kids and extended family.

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