April 15, 2011
Preschool Mommy Happy Hour
April 15, 2011
She swims
April 15, 2011
Petals & Puddle
April 15, 2011
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.
April 11, 2011
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.
April 7, 2011
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.
April 7, 2011
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.
April 7, 2011
Zoe’s favorite place on earth
They opened Saturday. We’ve already been three times. Sunday we went twice.
April 5, 2011
Paris/Bordeaux – the architecture series
April 2, 2011
Sh*t
Going on 24 hours awake. My checked bag did not make the last flight.
Grrrrrrrrr.
M, having had this happen to him multiple times, and being a man who does not require make-up, lotions or potions to function, is not feeling my pain.