Strive To Be Extraordinary

One of my favorite shows my hubby and I like to watch is Shark Tank on ABC.  Having entrepreneurism in our blood, we can appreciate the struggle of chasing a dream that we see burning inside each of the idea generators asking the sharks for investment in their dream.  It’s not enough to believe in yourself to turn an idea into a profitable business, but you have to convince other people, whether investors or future clients, to believe in you and your gifts as well, and even harder, with what they hold most closely… their money. Being an entrepreneur is…

Our Christmas tree in our new Nashville home. There’s so many holiday gift guides floating around the blog world right now, and I debated whether to put one together also.  But then I thought, you know, we’re not going by any gift guides this year, so why should I promote one? Instead, what we are doing in my family this year is simply… making our gifts.  When my mom asked me what I wanted for Christmas/My birthday this year, I simply said “Make me something.  Don’t buy me the usual knick knacks, make me something from your heart.”  And now…

Last week, a dear friend sent me a text message asking if I was going to be around home the next few days.  My eyebrow raised as I texted back a “Yes, why?”  I was secretly hoping she would surprise me with a visit from Georgia, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case.  However, I discovered a few days later she sent the next best thing… a surprise for my belly!  It was a huge box of macaroons from a place I have apparently been missing out on my bakery radar, Dana’s Bakery.  As I opened the box and read her…

Remember the days before email and blogs and Facebook and texting, and you would go to the mailbox and open it up to receive handwritten letters from people?  When was the last time you received that?  Or when was the last time you sent that?  For me, it’s been longer than I can remember.  I have one girlfriend who refuses to add text messaging to her cell phone plan, and instead she sends cards with long handwritten messages. And I love that. I know every time I see something in the mail from her, even if it’s once a year,…