Everyday Adventures

Don’t Organize the Bathroom Cabinet

Because one day you will be styling a full on “skunk,” the tell-tale sign of a 40 something waging an ongoing war against grey hair.

Because you will also be weeks away from a hair appointment, as you forgot to re-book the last time you were there.

Because on that day you will discover hidden beneath the hairdryer and behind various lotions and creams a box of Clairol Root Touch Up that you forgot you had.

And you will be happy and thankful.  And in 10 minutes time, you will feel young again.

Why rob yourself of this joy?

Soul Searching

Catching Up on Some Rest and Relaxation

Conversation in the recovery room today after my second colonoscopy in two weeks:

Nurse:  “Are you still sleepy?”

Me:  “I have a toddler at home.  I’ll sleep here all day if you let me.”

Inspiration

THON: What’s Good About Penn State

Yesterday, I wrote a post about the miracle of online grocery shopping.  After the shocking revelations about the Penn State child abuse scandal, I wanted to try to get my mind on something else.  But I still can’t get these images and stories out of my head.  What these kids have gone through, it’s just too horrible to even imagine.  The fact that the University’s leadership has been implicated in a cover up and the fact that some students have chosen to bring further embarrassment to the University by rioting in the streets, it’s all just too much to take in.  Especially as the parent of a young boy.  So a post about my grocery shopping habits just seems a bit, well, shallow.

But, somehow, I need to make peace with the situation.  This doesn’t diminish the anguish I feel for these young victims.  This doesn’t mean I am any less angry about the complete lack of humanity displayed by the leadership of my school.  It just means I can’t continue to read the stories every day because it just tears me up inside.  I need to take the negative emotions I’m feeling now about my school and do something positive with them.  I enjoyed football at Penn State and I went to the games.  But football is not what defined me as a person and it’s not what defined my experience at Penn State.

Something that did, however, was THON.  Held since 1973, the Penn State Dance Marathon is the world’s largest student run philanthropy, last year raising almost $8 million in support of the Four Diamonds Fund.  THON is an integral part of the culture at Penn State.  Thousands of student volunteers come together annually to organize the event, now just 98 days away.  Thousands more volunteer to do fundraising.  And then there are the real heros, the hundreds of dancers who voluntarily get blisters on their feet as they stay awake and upright for 48 hours.  THON is a shining example of what’s good about Penn State and how students can come together for a purpose that is bigger than them, bigger than their university, bigger than football.

I became involved with THON in 1989 as a member of the Physical Plant committee (now called OPPerations).  Typical of my career choices, I went where girls don’t go, where wielding a hammer and screwdriver were key success factors of the job.  Physical Plant did the building, the mopping up, and the tearing down.  We transformed the Penn State White Building into a dance hall.  In 1990 and 1991 I went on to serve as one of the Captains of the Physical Plant team.  Never have dirty work and manual labor been so rewarding.

But, not only did I contribute to the annual planning process required to put on an event of this size, I also spent my winters fundraising.  As a member of the Alpha Chi Omega sorority, we were fiercely competitive trying every year to top the list of fundraising organizations.  My January and February weekends were largely spent “canning.”  Reading the description now, I see that twenty years ago we largely stuck to the “Don’t” advice.  We stood in the middle of intersections, intersections we’d scoped out and competed against other organizations to claim as our own.  We asked complete strangers to roll down their windows and give us their spare change.  We’d do this all weekend and then count our coins in the evening.  Remarkably, we’d come home with thousands of dollars in coins.

My experiences with THON during my time at Penn State taught me about the potential of human beings to do good things.  They taught me about teamwork and about leadership.  They taught me about giving back, whether it’s time or money, about giving something to help those less fortunate.  These are things I certainly didn’t learn by attending a football game.  These students that organize and fundraise and dance for THON, they’re what Penn State is really about.

So students of Penn State, do you want to use your time at Penn State learning valuable lessons, life lessons, lessons that will make you a better person and a future leader in whatever career path you choose?  Then don’t riot in the streets.  Twenty years from now with the benefit of hindsight, you’re not going to look back on that behaviour in a positive light and be proud.  Instead, donate your time or your money or both to be part of something good, to be part of something that helps kids less fortunate than you.  Get involved in THON.

Alumni, you can do the same.  Demonstrate that the events of the past few days don’t represent what Penn Staters are about.  Get out your wallet and donate to THON.

Author’s Note and Correction:  The team at THON have brought to my attention that last year they in fact raised more than $9.56 million and that today they only dance for 46 hours.  Even better news then my original post.  Well done THON!

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How to Prevent Toddler Tantrums in the Grocery Store: Just Don’t Go

Maybe it’s the “terrible twos” but these days, the Little Monkey and I struggle to survive a trip to the grocery store without a meltdown.  We were fine in the grocery store while he was young enough to just sleep.  We were still fine once he graduated to sitting in the cart.  Which he loved by the way.  I’d spin him around and play race car.  We were all good until he became a confident walker with a fiercely independent streak.  Now, he doesn’t want to sit in the cart, he wants to walk around the store on his own.

We’ve tried this.  This sometimes works if I’ve got a short list of items to buy.  More often, it results in him running at full speed away from me down the aisles.  Then, as I gather him back up, this leads to him lying on the floor screaming in the produce aisle having a full on tantrum.  And god forbid there’s a long line at the checkout.

I try to stay calm, I try to let him have his tantrum, I try to reason with him.  But, I end up stressed out and frazzled.  And, on many occasions, my response to this has been to turn and flee.  I have abandoned a cart full of groceries just to get out of the situation rather than continue to have people in the shop stare at me and my screaming child.  This does not help me put food on the table.

Enter Ocado.  Ocado lets me order my groceries online and have them delivered to my house, to my kitchen counter even.  They’re not the only store that does this but I chose them because

  • they offer groceries from Waitrose (arguably the quality leader in the UK),
  • they price match with Tesco,
  • and, my favorite bit of all, they have a brilliant iPhone app (free from the App Store).

On the Ocado iPhone app I can create running lists of items I need, search the product catalogue, order and book deliveries.  It keeps track of my favorites and things I order regularly and it syncs all of this automatically with the web-based app.  But hands down my favorite feature of the iPhone app is the barcode scanner.  Just used the last bit of butter?  Simply scan the barcode of the container and it automatically adds that item to your shopping basket.  Brilliant.  Why on earth has it taken me so long to sign up to do this?  The amount of stress I’ve eliminated from my life by not having to do a weekly shop with my toddler in tow is amazing.

So does the thought of taking your toddler grocery shopping leave you in a cold sweat?  Get thee to Ocado (or any online grocer).