So where do I go from “here”? All I wrote about in my last post. From my “demons” of Mother Hate and Unforgiveness?…
In the Steven King movie I talked about last, there was a female character who was dying a terrible death. It was made obvious that it was due to her holding on to hate. Her line: “Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman has to hold on to.”
Quick note, my parents weren’t aware that I was going to be calling and !BLAM!ming. That was a “cold call”. They also didn’t know that we were filming. (re-posted video at bottom)
Thoughts since the !BLAM!…
A great metaphor for the forgotten child.
!BLAM!ming my parents was one of the best things I’ve ever done. I feel so different inside. I’m experiencing transformation daily. I let my parents know that I was a forgotten child in all their violence, drama, and destruction. And I did it calmly. No screaming, no yelling, no my parents yelling back… I let them know in a controlled, clear adult manner that what they did effected me. That I’ve never stood up and said. I had always (more…)
Con’t…
I want success. Both personal and business. I want to “Make a Difference”. I over the years there’s been a lot I’ve done in order to achieve this goal. No one has to agree with what I’m doing and no one has to do what I’m doing. Everyone is entitled to their life. Since I’m entitled to mine, I’m doing my thing. And I guess in that vain it makes me self-serving. But don’t we all have to be self-serving to one degree or another to achieve our life goals?
Super day today. Exciting. John1 (John Solomon Sandridge) was one of the author’s in the Birmingham Library Author’s Day. There were lots of authors displaying and selling their books. We were there with his book 
Red Book and Cotton. We also brought two of his paintings and displayed them.
!!!!!!HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!
Why no post yesterday??
-First there was computer work
-grocery store-gather ingredients for holiday baking
-then meeting and work on video with John1, Me, John2, Frances (who’s working with us on the Red Book and Cotton book project)
-back to grocery store because now my eggs had exceeded the four hour without refrigeration limit by an hour and a half and they were now officially trash and I had to have them for Thanksgiving baking…
-Stand in line with all the other late Thanksgiving meal shoppers
-home
-greet Zach, who has been with me for the last 4 days
-drop grocery sacks on floor, peel off coat, dive into sacks, grab cookbook, start dumping ingredients into Kitchen Aid blending bowl
-duel task: prepare dinner
-Have a thought: haven’t checked emails all day, oh dear: quick check. While there: check the job site I’ve joined to find a new family to nanny for, no leads, pop onto Facebook to post a quick status report, “Oh, there’s two emails”, tell myself, “Ignore them, too busy,” can’t ignore, I’m a terrible ignorer, read emails, respond to the quickest one, forget to post status
-eat a nice meal with Zach
-keep an eye on the baking Pumpkin Bread loaves
-clean up–because I’m doing my level best keeping up with my dishes 
-respond to another FB email
-Dial up John1 and together we set up his new channel on YouTube. Lots to do and lots of decisions and who knew. It never ceases to amaze me how long filling in start up information can take. Profiles go on forever and if you want a respectable one they take time. Then the proofing, tweaking and finally its done.
-Hang up, now it’s like right around 11:10 p.m.
-back to FB write another email response
-pittle around with some other necessary things
-bed 1:30 a.m. Choose sleep over blogging I was zonked and I wanted to be really fresh for tomorrow…
TODAY:
-shower
-On phone: with kids, John1, kids again, my brother called and I missed it and am just now remembering, ugh, decide with John1 we’re going to launch the video today…
-Peel Sweet Potatoes, boil, mash with butter, brown sugar, and top with cinnamon/brown sugar and marshmallows
-Phone call, jam phone under ear continue to get ready: John1-what do I think about…?? (YouTube wise)… Again, firsts…loaded with time and questions
-Go get Zach a fresh set of clothes, he was out. Blah.
-Return with Dan to help with wheel chair
-Phone call: John1, bouncing YouTube question off me…Then….Yes!! Theresa we have liftoff!! The sucker went. And I feel like I just birthed a baby. Now the wait for it to be posted!
-Myself, Dan, Zach, his chair, Pumpkin Bread, and hot Sweet Potato dish are now in truck, on the way to the kids/Scott’s/the ‘exs’ house.
-Arrive. Right on the money for dinner: 2 o’clock. Phew. Make gravy while Scott gets food on table. Eat.
-It was a enjoyable day. I determined that I was going to do all I could to ensure that not a single annoying word passed between Scott and I annnndddd…there was a couple. But overall, no bickering, no rubbing “the cat’s fur the wrong way” in any real noticeable manner. Triumph.
-Got home around 10 called my parents, talked for about 45 minutes.
-Checked to figure out why the video never showed up on YouTube. Dig around… ohhh, the silly thing is set for private: another thing to “set”, Well…tomorrow we’ll launch it. The name of John1′s channel: http://www.youtube/JohnSolomonSandridge
-Got ready for bed annnndddd just couldn’t go…I needed to spend a few minutes with you first
Missed you yesterday! Glad to be back today. Wondering if any of this was interesting… Humm, well, it’s the 2 days in the life of a woman entrepreneur/mom anyway, if you ever were wondering what we do
Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who will be up at 4 a.m. to go to Walmart’s door buster sale to press through crowds of people…before the sun is up. Oh Yippee… Oh and the pictures today are the smile faces
Details of my businessing and momming day . . .
-I took some pictures with my new, yes I’m defiantly keeping this camera, camera, more on that in a minute.
-researched to find classes for Final Cut Studio, this is one huge program sooooo, so much to learn a series of classes would help tremendously,
-went to school to eat lunch with Dan and Caleb. Well wasn’t that a surprise, they had a real code Yellow Lock down, that went to a code red and back to code yellow. So off to the depths of the kitchen to stand around in the dark and listen to teacher continually shoosh children. The police did finally let parents leave however the school was still in code yellow when I left. Have no idea what was going on, hopefully we’ll get an email filling in the blanks. I figured if the police were letting parents leave then there wasn’t anything life threatening. ie: no one toting guns, loaded with bullets.
-Now it was practically time to zing off to pick up the little ones I was going to care for from school, so I filled the small space by stopping by the bookstore on the way. I’m proud to announce that: I left without a book to my name. Or debit card. Nearly bought one though: The Undiscovered Self-The Dilemma of the Individual in Modern Society by Jung. It was a struggle. But I managed it. Lack of funds was a motivator here. Instead I wrote it in my handy, dandy, always in my purse, notebook. I’ll get it another time.
-Picked up little ones from their school. Picked up Dan and Cal from theirs. Went to the home of the ones I was taking care of.
-They played. I worked. Well worked a lot. Had to care for them and attend to them a lot too . Started researching Ebooks. Tired of looking into what to do with my blog for now. Besides, I need to look into Ebooks. We’re strongly considering having Red Book and Cotton available in this format. So it provided a nice diversion. Anyone that might know anything please fill me in. I’m starting on the bottom rung of this ladder. A very popular place for me to find myself for the last couple months wouldn’t you say?
-Left there in time to drop Cal and Dan with their dad and snap Zach up and cross town, just in time to sit down and watch the beginning of our movie: Gamer. Good movie. Thought provoking.
-Drop Zach home, come home start working.
-Enjoy an hour phone call with my friend John1, bitched about an earlier call with my mother, very cleansing , nearly fall asleep, got up, to chat with you.
There, my day in 382 words. The continuing saga of the life of me, a woman, seriously committed to being a entrepreneur business woman with a solid business, AND serious about being a mom and assisting my children to be solid little beings on their way to being solid grown adults.
In the vain of “business woman”. I took pictures today of my Inspiration Board (I named this board something else, but do you think I can come up with that title right now) that I’ve been working on creating. It’s not finished and for good reason. I look for just the right person to add. And just the right picture. Here’s the picture I took, I wish it turned out better, it’s washed out, probably too much light. I even took it outside so their wouldn’t be a flash reflecting off the pictures:
I made this board in order to have business people, mainly woman, that I admire always before me. If they could do what they did. I know I can do what I have a vision to create. Having this board in front of me keeps me inspired and motivated. I’ve either read their life stories or watched movies on their lives and often both, and to say the least they have each been very impressive. I have a few more that I want to add very badly. Julia Child’s being one. However, trying to find the picture is a bugger. I didn’t start this project with the intent to finish it right away. I wanted to have it be a very thoughtful process created with visual beauty. It really is very nice to look at when it’s not all washed out
Tomorrow I will list the woman and why I have picked them.
Now, it’s sleep time,
Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-psyched that tomorrow is Halloween, or today really since by the clock “tomorrow” is already here. Trick or Treat!! And please, don’t smell any feet!
My surroundings isn’t the only thing fall is having an effect upon. Without thinking today it was the warm and soothing Ginger Aid tea with a bag of Lemon Zinger. Oh, and no ice please. I want it all steamy from my favorite mug: with it’s picture of a creamy orangy-yellow pumpkin with a cool green curly stem on a black back ground with stars splashed around. It’s 2 am and it’s me, my hot tea, my fuzzy pink slippers, the dark of night, gentle rain, the soft rumblings of far off thunder, crickets, and you Perfect . . .
Today was a do it all day: Got up, downed a glass of water and headed straight to the computer, to work, there was also an on and off meeting smattered throughout that spanned from morning till afternoon with John1: during his work, discussing how he sees the book video for Red Book and Cotton really needs to largely change from the way we were going, and he has put so much editing time into, and I agree, soooo let’s think it through, let’s map it out, to grab one of my famous three minute showers that I perfected in highschool in the effort to grab every single second of sleep I could, then off to car pool, take Grace, Caleb, and Daniel for their yearly check-ups at the doctors, with a stop off at Dairy Queen because they have 1/2 off 2pm-4pm on drinks and their shakes seemed to be calling out our names, one large vanilla for Cal and Grace, one large chocolate for Dan and me please, 4 o’clock: time for the appointment, paperwork, medical cards, waiting, off to our room, Caleb is in the 75 percentile for growth for is age, Dan 95%, Grace 98%, (their dad is 6′ but that is tall for his family, it’s my my side where the is height, towering height, I on the other hand was not granted the 5′ 10″ish of the females, and no where near the 6′ 2-3″ of the males, however it’s nothing that heels hasn’t fixed ), off to Best Buy then Target seeking the perfect video camera in the perfect price for Dan to use the rest of that B-day money on, however no decisions, have to think about it some more thanks to the IPod crazed sales guy got that got Dan all hyped up on choosing the new Nano Ipod with video capacities instead, which both myself, his father, and Grace are trying to discourage because by all reports these new wonders aren’t going to make him hap, hap, happy in the video area starting with the die before they film much of anything at all . . . issue, ugh. Home to eat, to homework, to home, to my work . . . to adding to areas like Amazon for authors and to the John Solomon Sandridge FB fan page and messing something up while there, which wasn’t major but it was a goof up that I thought would do something totally different, who knew fan pages didn’t keep their info within their boarders??? It posts to members walls and made no sense to the outside reader, oh well it will disappear, mark it off to something else learned, to Facebook breaking for about a half hour to chat with a couple friends, one I haven’t talked with in some time . To writing a bio for John1 that more appropriately suits a particular area I am adding him to, to here, rubbing my eyes amazed at all that’s involved in social marketing but confident in my looping through it. Little by little all this is getting Red Book and Cotton “out there” in the web more, and that’s the goal.
Love ya,
Theresa, whose’s eying a digital camera for herself, I don’t have one but want one, that way I can post pictures like of my cool Halloween mug and my kids and other neat things that surround all I blog about!
Today, has been one of those days. Little of this, little of that. Here a little, there a little, and I think I’ll pittle over there just a little.
Sent my first tweet today and I’m going to be right out there honest about this whole thing by saying, I really don’t get it. But I’m going to very soon. I know it’s not complicated, so I have no fear of this all coming clear quickly. It’s just that I don’t really understand who on earth is going to hear me as I sit in my tree and tweet away. Now I do know I can followers but haven’t gotten far enough to know how to tell you how to follow me. Work stepped in my way of making that full connect. BLAH. Sooooo, tomorrow for that. Or today really since it’s 2:30 am.
As I mentioned yesterday I was going to make a decision on what to set up in Facebook for John1′s book: Red Book and Cotton and I did, so drum roll please . . . Went with a page! So surf on over to FB and search for his Page by key searching John Solomon Sandridge and like magic it’ll pop up. And don’t forget to become a fan! Haven’t got much in there yet, but there will be soon. I’m hoping to see the discussion board light up with people gabby about the book. Be the first to enter a post!
Night all, Love ya,
Theresa
-watch for my name in the film credits
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