Life in the fastlane
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” -Ferris Bueller Yeah, no kidding. So much has happened in such a short span of time, I’m literally dizzy. Most likely from adrenaline. So here’s the order of events: First, we weighed it all out, and even though Portland, OR sounds like a nice place – the fact of the matter is that Sam wasn’t seeing a lot of jobs there. As well, I know even there, without family nearby, I wouldn’t be 100% happy. Whereas in California, there are more job opportunities and we have family nearby. My brother has offered to help us get settled, so all in all – this is a no brainer. We are headed to California. The hard part was deciding...
Spiders
This past weekend we made the trek up to Park City to the “Park Silly” market they have on Sundays. It’s lots of fun, always get to see cool jewelry, clothes, and crafts. I love to look but rarely buy anything. We saw this one booth for “Twisted Spiders” – and I had to break my rule and get one. It’s not like I’m a fan of spiders, but at the same time I’m fascinated by insects in general just about as much as I’m grossed out by them. (Yes, I know, a spider isn’t an insect, it’s an arachnid – don’t get technical on me!) So, the jewelry… they make these spiders out of metal wire and beads, and I’ve never seen anything like it. (They then make the spiders into necklaces,...
Life Lesson I Learned from doing my presentation
The presentation I gave at WordCamp Utah went really well. It was the first time I’ve ever done anything like that. I prepped as much as humanly possible. I practiced as often as I could. I must have updated my slides several times every day for about a month leading up to the conference. AND I also had anxiety dreams almost every night especially the week before. In my nightmares, everything that could go wrong, did. I’d left my power cord at home. I left my laser pointer somewhere. I lost wifi connection and couldn’t find my presentation. My nose began to bleed spontaneously. I mean literally everything my subconscious could do to undermine my confidence, it fed it into my nightmares. The irony is that I’m not here to tell you that...
Summer is almost gone?
Took this photo a few weeks ago at the annual Hot Air Balloon festival they have here. For some reason, the weekend they schedule this event has consistently seen bad weather – either high winds, rain, lightning. And it’s the one week of the summer that’s consistently bad like that. Makes me wonder why they don’t move the date. You’d think they’d see the pattern there…? I can’t believe summer is coming to an end. Rachel starts school next week. I had wanted to go camping this summer, and make a small trip up to visit Portland, OR to see if we maybe want to move there. Good or bad, Sam was supposed to be laid off at the end of July and they ended up extending him 2 more months. So the time off we thought we’d...
life continues
That is my poor dog. He’s been on Prednazone for a number of weeks and while he needs to be on it to keep him stabilized (we already tried reducing the amount he takes with bad results) the drug itself is causing all kinds of problems. The more annoying of which is it makes him pee. Endlessly. It’s like he manufactures pee from the air he breathes. I couldn’t keep up with all the accidents and even though he looks ridiculous, I broke down and made him a “doggie diaper”. Basically it’s just band that goes around his belly and I line it with an incontinence pad. Does the job. And this way he can still walk freely around the house. In other news, I haven’t mentioned it on this blog – but I’m speaking at WordCamp...
Dog Update
Just so I don’t leave you hanging about the dog… Friday was a really bad day. I went to see him in the morning – he was still not doing well, getting worse. He looked horrible. I looked in his face and silently pleaded with him to hang on and get better. I talked to the vet over the phone in the afternoon and he suggested one last treatment before we gave up. All along we were treating his problems like they were ulcers – except the medication that should have worked simply wasn’t working. If it wasn’t ulcers – the other options it could be was cancer or inflammatory disease. He suggested giving him steroids to see if it helped. A few hours later, I stopped in to see him. I brought the kids with me because I wasn’t...
My name is Jennifer and The Working Mom is my online journal. I'm very bad about updating it regularly. I like writing, but not as much as I 
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