This picture was taken in March or April of 1994. I’m leaning towards March, because of the jackets. I can’t ask the other girls in the picture, Barbara & Kristen, because they both have horrible memories! We were in Fort Lauderdale, at a waterside restaurant and bar called Bootleggers. We were young, a little wild, and definitely carefree. For me, the devil-may care attitude was new. I had just earned my Master’s Degree the summer before and taken the CPA exam in November. In February of 1994, I learned that I passed – all four sections, on my first try. For those of you unfamiliar with the CPA exam, that made me a bad ass! From the smile on my face (I’m in the middle), you can tell, I knew it.
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Late, for a Very Important Date
****Some minor details of this story have been altered, to protect the innocent.
Last weekend I attended my first blogger conference (which I will breakdown for tomorrow’s post). The conference (Type A Parent) was held at the Grand Hyatt hotel, in the heart of Buckhead (a swanky residential/business/high-end retail area of Atlanta). I carpooled to the conference with a friend, let’s call her Nancy. Continue reading Late, for a Very Important Date
So Many Books, So little Time!
Lately I’ve been doing a lot of writing and this has cramped my reading style. As you know, not much comes between me and my books – just ask my neglected husband and children. I’m joking! Kind of…
Seriously though, I’m way behind on my reading. My “to-read pile” is starting to pass my “read pile.” Also, I have reading goals I set for myself (dork!) and book reviews that are due. Yikes! Adding to this panic is the fact that in addition to four assignments I have due this week – I leave for the Type A Parent Blogger Conference early Friday morning. Once I get back, I’m planning to refocus some of my energy on reading. These are the books I’m going to enjoy next. Continue reading So Many Books, So little Time!
Quiet Time for Goal Setting
For most of my life, whenever I’ve needed to chill out and get away from it all, it was to the beach I ran. I love the sound of the waves crashing onto the shore, it’s like an elixir for me. The sensation of sand between my toes always soothes me and the sun’s warm embrace melts away my troubles. I actually enjoy being at the beach by myself. I have no desire to chat in that environment. I want to read, relax, think and sometimes sleep. Nothing seems insurmountable as I look out to the horizon – nothing. Continue reading Quiet Time for Goal Setting