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Outsourcing for Moms

People always ask me, Woman, how do you do it? As I was getting my hair blown out Wednesday afternoon, it occurred to me how I do it, or at least how I pretend to do it all. One word – Outsourcing. American companies do it; moms can too.

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Shutterfly Pro Gallery by Wendy Irene

For as long as I can remember I have always wanted to work for myself, and have my own business. As a child I loved to block off our dining room, re-arrange chairs, and create a store. A store where I pretended to sell tickets to my dance recitals, or brownies that I had baked. I used lots of saran wrap, tin foil, and brown paper bags because of course a product had to be …

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Bringing My A Game

My three-year old has just hit the prime of the terrible twos (I guess he waited to make a grand entrance), with the strength of the Hulk, the charm of Hugh Grant, and the speed of Superman. My house is child-proofed for Hannibal Lecter. All kitchen chairs are tied to the table, there are no knick-knacks or picture frames around the house, cleaning supplies are above the sink, any other piece of furniture that can be moved is in storage and we dont use any knifes, we cut our food with lasers.

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Ideas to Decorate a Cubicle

If you are among millions of people who call a cubicle a workplace, consider yourself lucky. Although, you may see it only as a table with three low walls, a cubicle is your sanctuary and an extension of your home. A cubicle, which usually comes in a bland color of office gray, is a blank canvas, where you can creatively decorate using ideas that will suit your personality and style.

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My Beef with the ER

I have a little beef Id like to take up with all of the pediatricians offices and hospitals out there. No, its not about the wait times, its not about the toys that seem to crawl with germs, its not about why you would put the fun mural and clown mirror on the sick side of the waiting room leaving my healthy child there for a developmental check up to run over there and hang out. Pure craziness.