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September 2012

Not that you should care AT ALL about the nonsense that comes out of my mouth on a daily basis, but…well, I guess you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t care at all. So, thanks for caring, first of all!

But here are some things you’ll probably never hear me say. I say probably because I sometimes even surprise myself. Particularly when I hear something like, “Come on, kiddos, hop in the minivan! Let’s watch Sid the Science Kid!” come out of my mouth.

This list is by no means exhaustive:

1)  “Do you mind standing right behind me while you eat those carrots?”

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My Dear Family,

Please accept this letter as my notice of resignation for the position of laundress (a.k.a. “Laundry Fairy”), effective immediately.

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Dear 16-Year-Old Me,

Wow, I can’t believe how young you look.

I can’t believe I’m almost double your age already. It’s like I blinked and someone handed me a husband, two babies and a minivan.

I KNOW! We swore we’d never own one. We were wrong. About lots of things.

Imagine that.

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Reader’s Digest version of the events that led to the creation of this How-to Tuesday post:

1) Hubby and I need a babysitter to look after the kiddos once or twice a week.

2) I find a great candidate online and ask her to come over for an interview.

3) My friend Staci mentions that she needs a sitter as well.

4) Staci and I decide to ask the potential sitter if we can tag-team interview her. She agrees.

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Those of you who follow me on Facebook might remember a photo album I created entitled “Really, America?” It is an album that received a ton of criticism – 100% of it from my mother who said I sounded like a snob who just moved back from England and is now too good to live in America. And while there is some truth to that (we did recently move back from England), I do not think I’m too good to live here. I know I am. Kidding!

See, this is why she fusses at me.

It’s just that there are so many things I encounter on a daily basis that cause me to scratch my head and wonder what possesses people to do the things they do (myself included). Believe me, I deserve my own “Really, Katy?” album on this site. And maybe one day I’ll start one.

But for now I’m going to share a few recent favorites. Just to annoy the ever loving mess out of my sweet mama.

1) Really, Leavenworth? Saw this gem yesterday in a parking lot. The awesome part is that they went all out with it. This is no homemade poster board sign. No, sir. Someone actually paid someone else to make this sign. But, sadly, no one intervened and did a grammar check. The English lover in me just died a little.

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Thanks to everyone for the social media love – on Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest. Please “like” me or “follow” me if you haven’t already (that just felt creepy) because there are lots of other prizes to give away in the weeks and months to come!

The very first give-away is a copy of my book “Multiple Streams of Motivation,” and we chose TEN winners using a completely random number generator my adorably nerdy husband came up with.

The winners are:

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Captain Morgan (my husband’s name and rank…seriously) and I played a little game tonight we like to call “Identify the Source of that Smell.” Turns out we had several to choose from in the refrigerator.

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It horrifies my mother that my family doesn’t have television. She can’t understand that kind of silence and how it could be healthy for a person. As if network television is the stuff that sanity is made of? My mom and I are different that way.

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Remember how I said last week that my husband thought maybe I shouldn’t home school our kids because of the damage I could do? You don’t? Okay, well read this first.

So, in an effort to entice our almost 2 1/2-year-old to use the toilet rather than $10,000 worth of diapers or MY LEG, I bought him some nifty, Thomas the Train undies. He loved them. I was convinced this would work.

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