It’s a good thing

Just made my first batch of homemade laundry detergent. This recipe had good reviews on the interwebs and is obscenely cheap. Took a bit of elbow grease (had to grate a bar of Fels-Naptha soap), but I watched a PBS special on John Muir while I did it. Ironic, yes?
I’m a regular Martha Stewart, I am. Only without the money. And the sewing ability. And the stick up my arse.
Nevermind. I’m nothing like her. I’m just cheap and have a desire to not harm my family or the environment with unnecessary chemicals.
So excited to try this out! Haven’t been this jazzed to do laundry since we got the front-loader.

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Finding my way back

Ach, been horrible about blogging this week.  Trying to pack too much in, and it’s mostly work-related.  My brain is telling me, quite rationally, that I need to incorporate more balance into my life.  All work and no play makes Amy cranky, eventually.  But right now, my job is making my heart sing.  I have so much to do, and I love every. single. bit.  I write all day, every day.  I consult on how to position issues to both external and internal audiences.  I work with a variety of great people in a variety of roles.  And I laugh.  A lot.

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Note to self

Stop booking the damn 6:45 a.m. flight to Kansas City. It’s not fun getting up at 3:30.
Quick trip…back Wednesday.
Not so much for M. He departed this morning for a 2-week APJ tour. (That’s Asia-Pacific-Japan in his world-traveler-business-unit lingo.) Specifically Seoul, South Korea and all over Australia.
Lenexa, KS vs S. Korea and Australia. Good thing I went to France a couple weeks ago or I’d be green with envy. Okay, so maybe I’m a little green anyway.

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Piggies

I love my job.  Part of it includes sending out news releases to industry publications letting them know the great products and services my company offers.  Today, I’ve been given four new pubs to add to my media list:  Pig Progress, International Pig Topics, Pig 333, and American Association of Swine Veterinarians.

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Sign here, here, here, here, here, here, and here

I have spent the last two hours of my evening filling out employment paperwork.  The company for which I’ve been contracting for the last year is finally pulling the trigger and making me an honest woman.  I’m becoming a regular ol’ employee with benefits and everything.  This is a good thing…a very good thing.

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