Posts Tagged“Blogging”

We interrupt our normal blogging schedule to bring you this interesting experience… When you write a blog you have to prepare yourself for the unexpected. In sharing your innermost thoughts with a worldwide audience, you basically open yourself up to anything and everything – criticism, scrutiny, judgment and the possibility of random awesomeness.  I love it when the latter happens. So the other day I was sifting through my email when I happened upon an interview request from Australia. Yeah. THAT Australia. A producer from the Australian Broadcasting Corporation was emailing to see if I would be available for a live radio interview to talk about blogging.…

My husband has always told me that I open up to people too much. “You tell people too much, Jen. You are too personal.” He’s warned me time and time again to not reveal details about myself. I’m really bad at taking his advice. Of course, he was right and it has bit me in the ass more than once. You’d think I’d learn. But, that would be too easy I’m my own worst enemy. When it comes to blogging, if you’re not personal you might as well close up shop. What is the point of blogging if you don’t …

I’ve been a blogging mess lately. For the past three weeks I have been completely stymied when it comes to my blog. Writer’s block? Yep. I’ve got it. The blank screen mocks me every evening almost daring me to produce one intelligent or witty phrase. And I can’t. So I don’t. Instead I have turned elsewhere focusing on nurturing my creativity in other ways.  (Which I am happy to report, seems to be working. Slowly but surely.)  Here’s what I have been up to while I wasn’t fully with you: My new desk. My office rearranged. It is vintage and…

I’m feeling the need to address the elephant in the room. I want to talk a little bit about that thing we all wanted to get into but DIDN’T. That thing we are all mopey and stressed out about. That thing we didn’t get an invitation to attend. (And by we I mean me, and maybe even you.) Ouch. It stings. Getting an invitation means that you are special. It means you are important. It means that you are SOMEBODY. And not getting an invitation… doesn’t. Or so we let ourselves think. Here’s the thing to keep in mind… you…

I am the number one mom of the world. El numero uno. The awesomest of awesome. The bomb. Why? Because I (well, sort of) gave them a little taste of Disney this week. Disney came to Baltimore to put on a Disney Summer Social and our family was lucky enough to be included in their festivities! (The boys were beside themselves with excitement. If there is one vacation they ask for again and again – it is another trip to Disney.) We had a lovely time socializing with blogging pals, meeting new friends and catching up on everyone’s family adventures.…

  I would like to take this opportunity to introduce you to my newest online obsession: PINTEREST Heard of it yet? I have to admit that at first I didn’t quite “get it.” Now, however, I am a junkie.  (As in, spending all of my free time oohing and aahing over what others curate.) In case you are unfamiliar with the application, let me explain: Pinterest simply allows you to create virtual pinboards of your favorite images, share them with your followers, and discover amazing new things along the way. A Dozen Ways That I Use Pinterest (And you can…

What keeps you up at night? A very innocent question that has been haunting me for a few days now. What keeps ME up at night? Sigh. So many things. Let me give you the back story on this question… I was privilege to be invited (along with my dear friend Lara) to a celebration for the launch of the United Nations Foundation’s Global Entrepreneurs Council on Tuesday evening in Washington D.C.  (I know, right? Just a typical day at the office.) The GEC consists of ten entrepreneurs under the age of 40 who will be using their knowledge and influence to  help the…

Why is it that I am so busy from an overabundance of work/family obligations that I can’t find time to eat yet don’t manage to loose A STINKING OUNCE? Why is it that I can clean for days to prepare for my in-laws visiting but my mother-in-law can find hours worth of things to clean while she is here? Why is it that my son claims that he brushes his teeth every morning but that his toothbrush is a permanent, hard, cementy mess that wouldn’t even be fit for scouring toilets? Why is it that when I actually have quiet…