What the heck! My thermostat says it is 72 degrees in my house. Why am I bundled up with my nose running like I am in the frozen tundra???? I need to know what happens to the blood of a girl, born and raised on the East Coast, where cold is COLD-- like below ZERO cold, that makes me unable to handle 72 degrees?????? I remember walking to the bus stop, and it wasn't a short walk, in ice and snow, with the snot literally freezing in my nose. Where breathing the frigid air made my lungs burn. My son loves when I tell stories like that, because he is positive I am exaggerating. But if you grew up in Southern Pennsylvania, between 1976-1985, you can back me up. I have lived in SoCal for 7 years.... and I have turned in to the biggest wimp ever. Go figure.
I went to a cool women's networking meeting the other night. It was with an organization called Heartlink . It was at some one's house. An awesome dinner was served. Tables set, lovely hospitality, and about 20 very interesting women were there. We each got 3 minutes to introduce ourselves and tell a bit about our business's. Most of the women knew each other already. Many of the women present had business's that sell through direct marketing. Most of the big ones were represented, and a few new ones I had never heard of but found interesting. There were also women with other business's like insurance, legal services, printing, etc... It is great to meet like minded people, and I can definitely see the benefits of attending regularly. The bad part however, is it leaves you wanting to go shopping! All of a sudden, I MUST have the new mango cutter from Pampered Chef, and I am yearning to freshen up my candles, and I NEED a hole new wardrobe from CABi . ...
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