My Best Christmas Present

On December 25, 2008 I got the very best Christmas present ever! My gift took a long time to arrive, but I was prepared to handle it, or so I thought. I read the books on it, outlined what I needed to do, got the necessary training and then … I waited.

Waiting is very hard for me, so I tried to prepare myself even more so that when my gift arrived I could just jump right in and begin the new journey of my life. Hah! So much for my grand plans.

On December 25th my friend and fellow entrepreneur and I purchased our SBI sites together (it was a great two for one sale!). After pushing the “Submit” button I clicked over to Outlook just waiting for my email that would give me the keys to the kingdom. Tick, tick, tick when the second hand and then it came — BINGO!!

I opened my email and was shocked … the keys to the kingdom were hidden behind The Action Guide. I would actually have to watch some boring (or so I thought) videos before I could actually start working on my masterpiece. I felt my lower lip moving into the classic pout position. You know, I read the free reports, did my research, I didn’t need any stinking videos — the nerve of some folks!

So, I settled in to watch the videos so that I could hurry up and start building my site. And after about 15 minutes I realized that I had a lot to learn before I got started. Wow! And I had already done the legwork (or so I thought), but the videos really explained the little things that I didn’t really appreciate as I did my read through of the material previously.

So, with a humble spirit I emptied my head of quick starts and know-it-all attitudes and settled down to watch. And the more I watched, the more I learned. And the more I learned, the more refined my ideas became. And now I’m redoing my blueprints, tweaking those little things that would have killed my standing in the search engines and maybe, just maybe in a week or so I’ll be ready to actually begin my work.

Why am I sharing this with you? Because as you get ready to download the free material and watch the free videos I want you to know that these are just the tip of the iceberg. You’re just a freshman taking a few courses to get your feet wet. Once you sign up, the real education begins. And the more you know, the less time and money you’ll have to spend fixing yourself up later.

P.S. If you want to read the book that got me started on my path to independence click the picture below!

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Dear Santa (A Letter from Mommy)

Dear Santa,

I’ve been a good mom all year. I’ve fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor’s office more than my doctor and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son’s red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I’ll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:

I’d like a pair of legs that don’t ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don’t hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I’d also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.

If you’re hauling big ticket items this year I’d like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn’t broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, ‘Yes, Mommy’ to boost my parental confidence, along with kids who don’t fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting ‘Don’t eat in the living room’ and ‘Take your hands off your brother,’ because my voice seems to be just out of my children’s hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.

If it’s too late to find any of these products, I’d settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.

If you don’t mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don’t catch cold.

Help yourself to cookies on the table but don’t eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.

Yours Always,

MOM

P.S. One more thing…you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.

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The 14 Days of Homeschooling

One of the moms in my homeschooling circle sent this — it was too funny to keep to myself!

The 14 Days of Homeschooling (tune of “THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS”)

On the first day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, “Can you homeschool legally?”

On the second day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, “Are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the third day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, “Do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the fourth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the fifth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “YOU ARE SO STRANGE! What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the Sixth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “How long will you homeschool, YOU ‘RE SO STRANGE, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the seventh day of home school my neighbor said to me, “Look at what they’re missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?”

On the eighth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “Why do you do this, look at what they’re missing,how long will you home school, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, what about P.E. do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?”

On the ninth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “They’ll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they’re missing, how long will you home school, YOU ‘RE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, do you homeschool legally?”

On the tenth day of home school my neighbor said to me, “What about graduation, they’ll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they’re missing, how long will you home school, YOU ARE SO STRANGE!, what about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the eleventh day of home school my neighbor said to me, “I could never do that, what about graduation,they’ll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they’re missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, what about P.E. do you give them tests, are they socialized, can you homeschool legally?”

On the twelfth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, “Can they go to college, I could never do that,what about graduation, they’ll miss the prom, why do you do this, look at what they’re missing, how long will you homeschool, YOU ARE SO STRANGE, What about P.E., do you give them tests, are they socialized, canyou homeschool legally?”

On the thirteenth day of homeschool I thoughtfully replied: “They can go to college, yes you can do this, and they can graduate, we don’t need the prom, we do it cuz we like it, they aren’t missing anything, we’ll homeschool forever, WE’RE NOT STRANGE!, We give them P.E., life it self’s a test, they are socialized, AND WE HOMESCHOOL LEGALLY!

On the fourteenth day of homeschool my neighbor said to me, “How can I get started, why didn’t you tell me,where do I buy curriculum, when is the next conference, WILL PEOPLE THINK WE’RE STRANGE? I think we can do this, if you will help us, can we join P.E. and we’ll homeschool legally.

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