Passion Makes Perfect

30 04 2012

This is totally going on their first CD cover

The UPS guy just dropped off a package, but I had to go outside to chat with him because there was a tenor sax and a bassoon wailing in the house. Actually, the latter was a tromboon, called such become my son took the mouthpiece and reed from his bassoon, stuck it in his trombone and then blew. That’s about as nerdy as you can get when it comes to band geekism.

But before he left the UPS guy asked me:

How did you get your kids so involved in music?

I get asked this a lot. And I always laugh inside at this question because my husband and I didn’t pick music for our kids. Our kids picked music for themselves…in a big way.

As I’ve mentioned before, our two teenage sons play a slew of instruments, mostly woodwinds. We don’t even buy them, and yet somehow the strangest noisemakers mysteriously show up in our house! (Although in the long run, we usually end up coughing up the cash Read the rest of this entry »

Blog Themes: It’s Like Trying on a New Dress

25 04 2012

Do you think this is too much for a blog theme?

I figured it was time to work on a custom theme for my blog, because you know, I don’t have enough to do in the 15,000 things I need to get done in a week. Right now it’s 9:00 a.m. and I’m sitting at my computer still in my pajamas with a pile of laundry at my feet that would choke a hippogriff (shout-out to you, Harry Potter fans), a stack of bills on my desk just aching to be paid (and not enough money to pay them), and a neglected refrigerator full of odd-looking food items (at least they used to be food) that collectively smell like bad sour kraut mixed with dirty gym socks, neither of which I think is in the fridge (and honestly, that kind of scares me).

Yesterday I received notice of my 400th blog follower (Yeah! Thanks everyone!), so I decided my blog theme should look like I pay more attention to it than I do my perpetually unmade bed OR my refrigerator (also known as “The Rotter” at our house). I want to give my blog theme more personality, but at the same time I’m cheap, so I don’t want to Read the rest of this entry »

The ABCs of Being Versatile

23 04 2012

Me on a good day

I just read an article about how women tend to stretch themselves too thin—metaphorically speaking, that is. If all it took to be thin was to stretch ourselves then there’d be a run on those Medieval torture racks. I mean honestly, how painful can it be compared to a Brazilian bikini wax?

Eager to see if I fit this type A mold, I sat down this weekend and figured out that I have not one, but FIVE full-time jobs: I’m a freelance writer, I’m promoting my latest book, I’m a professional speaker, I’m working on my next book, I do my family and business finances (which takes more monetary juggling than a budget session in Congress), and I’m a mom. Actually, that’s six jobs. Chalk up the fact that I can’t count to having no brain cells left by the time my morning latte wears off. Ironically, the mom job takes the biggest chunk of my time, yet it’s the one I’m not paid to do (in terms of money, anyway—the other rewards more than make up for my dalliance with poverty). Read the rest of this entry »

How I Got Rich Off Publishers Weekly

17 04 2012

This could be the start of something big!

I’m the first to admit everyone makes mistakes. Even me. Okay, especially me. But nothing prepared me for the online confusion that surrounded my big news last week.

A week ago Monday (on April 10) my book Confessions of a Band Geek Mom got a great review by Publishers Weekly. And by the way (quick sidebar), if you haven’t read my book by now, you need to do so pronto! Here’s a little of what Publishers Weekly had to say:

This laugh-out-loud funny parenting memoir from standup comedian Dymalski (The Vixen Chronicles) will keep readers entertained, whether they want children, have children, or want nothing to do with children…Full of hilarious and memorable moments and including chapters titled “The Art of Using Scissors (Blood and Gore, Part 1),” “Working Off Fat Season,” “Mom Jeans,” and “Excuse Me, I Volunteered for What?” Dymalski’s book will engage readers cover to cover. Read the rest of this entry »

Babysitter Confidential

10 04 2012

Good golly, would somebody please duct tape
these two to a chair?

Babysitters are a fact of life for parents. Even though you may think when you bring junior home from the hospital that you’ll never want to part with him, the truth is by week three, you’re arguing with your spouse about who gets to go to the grocery store. Nothing says, “You need to get out more often!” like loitering around the produce section just so you can debate the best butt creams with other parents who won’t go home because they just can’t face yet another diaper horror show. The only way you and your spouse can regain your collective sanity is to find that one coveted babysitter you can trust and afford.

Needless to say, this is about as easy as hunting for Easter Eggs on Halloween, because once parents find good babysitters, they usually don’t want to share them.

Which is why when my boys were little, in a moment of desperation, one time I had to break in to my neighbor’s house to get the phone number of her babysitter. Read the rest of this entry »

Camp Humble

5 04 2012

This is my idea of camping
(That's Tom Sawyer's Island at Disneyland)

I, like every mom and dad I know, got into parenting for one reason; the money. No, wait. That’s why I got into junk bonds. (And look how well THAT turned out.) Now why did I get into parenting again? Oh yeah, for the rewards. Not the monetary kind, mind you, but the kind you get when you actually do something with your kids. And when I say “do something” I don’t mean stick them in front of an XBox 360 while you have margaritas out back with the other moms in the neighborhood (although that’s a thought).

No, what I mean is to actually go somewhere and do something that both adults and the small fry will enjoy. A Disney Cruise comes to mind, but since most of us have already maxed our second and third home equity lines of credit, you might want to start smaller. Disneyland itself is always an option, but unless all the kids in your family are all over 48 inches tall, either Mom or Dad is going to be sitting out Space Mountain with a crying short person, Read the rest of this entry »

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