Working rich...

Change is difficult for most people.  It is scary.  It is unpredictable.  It is challenging.  It is complicated.  It is emotional.  It is enervating.

But change is also exciting.  It is innovative.  It is opportunity.  It is interesting.  It is fun.

I have felt all those things in this complicated week of change, sometimes all at the same time.

To write or not to write.... It really isn't a question.

I rarely get into this genre of writing, but this morning I stumbled into a blog post by a so called "mommy blogger" who was expounding on the virtues of her recent epiphany of not blogging about her children.  Like most new converts, she was full of enthusiasm for her viewpoint, and somewhat sanctimonious about her freshly developed convictions on the subject.

What she apparently failed to appreciate in the whole piece was that she was still blogging about her children.  In fact, she went even further by reminding her readers that she had previously blogged about something so personal for her son that her own father had to tell her to knock it off.  By talking about how she was not going to make personal revelations such as these any longer, she was, in fact, talking about them, and reminding us all that she had talked about them previously.  Frankly, the whole piece fell flat, since the entire blog was, in fact, about her children's personal lives.

Life Math

0+5=5
1+4=5
2+3=5

I was recently asked by a customer at my job if I watched the political convention the previous night. This man was very pumped up about the speeches that had been given, and he is very excited about his choice of candidate. Although I am not in favor of his candidate, I respect his right to his opinion, however misinformed I think it may be.  So I tried to listen respectfully as I got the transaction completed.

But I also believe I am entitled to the right to privacy in my political persuasions. I am not required to disclose to anyone who I vote for, or my reasons why. I don't answer to the world - I answer to my own conscience. And I certainly do not need to answer to a customer who does not even know me.

So I responded to this customer by telling him I did not watch, and in an effort to shut down this line of questioning, I told him I am not political. Apparently he does not share my respect for the opinions of others, nor believe in my right to my personal privacy.

The great social media experiment....

Some years back, Frito Lay came out with a product called "Wow" chips.  The wow was, I assume, because they were fat free, thus people who were struggling to lose weight could suddenly eat chips without guilt.  Or so they thought.

But there was a catch, as there always is when you try to take a short cut on reality.  For many people, there were some unpleasant after effects to eating those chips.  The stomach issues are now legendary, and before long, those chips went off the market.  They are considered a "failure" in the world of snack marketing.

Happy Father's Day!

Until I was 12, I took my dad for granted.  I accepted his unconditional love for me, and for my mother and brother, as a birthright, an expected part of being his daughter.  I thought all fathers were like him, and everyone had what I had in the man they called dad.  I didn’t realize my great fortune in having the father I had.