SPAM is Yummy

I have a passion for SPAM. Not the ‘meat’. The brilliantly-crafted poetry that lands in my junk folder once a minute from people all over the world. I feel a warm kinship toward these people and feel that by reading each and every spam email I get, I am helping to create a world of acceptance and encouragement.

My Name is Ese Ogidi financial adviser to James Ibori former Governor to Delta State in Nigeria. I want to use this medium to seek for an assistance of a foreign partner and account where we can deposit funds that is currently in Europe so as to avoid any eyebrow to know where this is deposited as advised by the financial firm in charge of the deposit.

Do you see how much you can learn from just one paragraph? Apparently in Nigeria eyebrows are sentient beings, and not to be trusted.

There is absolutely going to be a great doubt and distrust in your heart in respect of this email, coupled with the fact that, so many individuals have taken possession of the Internet to facilitate their nefarious deeds, thereby making it extremely difficult for genuine and legitimate business class persons to get attention and recognition.

What I love about this one is that he takes great pains to put me at ease and side with me against those who are facilitating their nefarious deeds. I really appreciate this gesture and wired him $10,000 based on this thoughtfulness.

The thing about spam that really blows my mind, though, is how do so many people know I am wanting a steel-like boner? I’ll never get over how well they are attuned to my needs.

So I was thinking, after the 6th straight hour of reading through my spam messages, that we have a lot to learn from these fellows. It’s their unwavering drive to provide us with products that we obviously need, and their tenacious attempts to connect us with millions of dollars from somewhere unclear, but nevertheless legit.

Today I am grateful for spammers.

Happy Turkey Day

Here is a Thanksgiving day post for you in pictures. See if you can guess what is going down.

cranberries

 

cranberry sauce

Can you tell? Can you tell? Can you tell?

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you, and I am grateful for each and every person who reads my blog. I am humbled that you find me even the least bit read-worthy. XO Enjoy your day!

Role Confusion

I worked M-W of this week at Christian’s photo studio. I planned over the weekend, did laundry, set out 3 outfits for myself for those days, and 3 outfits for Beckett, and put them in neat little piles. Then I planned out Fen’s lunches, and made sure her laundry was all put away so she had easy access to put together her ensembles. Lately she’s been wearing a cat ears headband every day to school. One must have lots of outfits at one’s disposal when rocking cat ear headbands.

I set Beckett up with a new daycare place, and made sure we had visited first so he was familiar with it. Then I packed up his bags full of extra clothes and diapers and pull ups and wipes. Everything was set for my 3 days of being a career girl, and it only took hours upon hours to plan.

How do working moms do this every day?

I had to go from organized mom, to defensive driver in Chicago traffic, (Hour commute each way. Should be 20 minutes.) to somewhat-professional photo stylist, completely focused on setting up Halloween candles and plates.

It was fun- something different, making cash money, a break from the kids. I got to be with Christian for 3 days. I got to talk to adults! They never once asked me to make them food or read them a book, and they went potty all by themselves when they needed to.

Being at home today, snapping back into mom-mode is confusing. I was so geared up, flying on adrenaline for 3 days straight that today was an emotional let down. I sort of want to sit and stare at a nail hole for the rest of the day. But then there’s dinner to think about. And getting Fen to violin lesson. And playing Power Rangers with Beckett (I have mad Ranger skills.)

target nose

I like my routine at home with my kids and working on my blogs every spare second. I can’t wait to get back to the gym tomorrow- the combination of eating takeout lunches and not going to the gym has me feeling explosive. I guess I got a little shot at stepping away from that routine for a few days, so I could truly appreciate the balance and familiarity of what I have at home.

My kids rely on me so absolutely, and I hate leaving early and coming home late. It sucks to pick Fen up at her friend’s house at 6, and then blast through the rest of her homework, slam food down her throat, toss her into the shower and then scoot her into bed. It sucked to get a little piece of paper that told me (sort of) what Beckett had done that day. As much as I’d love to score some more time for myself, this much of it away from them was shocking to me.

I guess working moms figure out their routines as well, and make things work. It just takes a while to establish those routines- to get everyone on board and used to the way the days flow. Their kids are probably far more independent than mine. Their houses are probably not as lived-in (wrecked) as mine. If I had a full-time job I loved, I would be willing to figure this out, too.

I feel major guilt sometimes at not bringing home a salary- both because I know I could be constantly booked as a freelancer, and I’d make fabulous money. People are desperate for jobs out there, and I could be working tomorrow if I wanted to (just writing this makes me twitchy.) I also know that within a week, I would feel my soul leaking out of my body and I would be a shitty wife and mom, because I hate the work. You can’t hate one aspect of your life and have it not affect the rest of your life.

Since we hit monetary rock bottom a few years ago, we’re trying something new. Christian’s focusing on building his business and I’m focusing on writing and blogging. We’re doing these things for ourselves and we have only ourselves to blame if it doesn’t work. We’re working harder than we’ve ever worked before, and it feels- right.

 

Your Holiday Gift List

Since some of you reading this post might celebrate some sort of holiday soon where you’ll want to give gifts to recipients, and since I happen to have access to an exclusive online marketplace, I have made a list for you. A list, if you will, of must-have gifts for all the A-listers in your life.

Canon 4624A002 Is All Weather Binoculars 

These are the ONLY binoculars I will use to spy on my neighbors. Why? Just because I like getting out in the cold arctic winter when folks are inside sipping their Hot Toddies around a warm crackling fire. I like to pretend I’m a lost little waif, full of amnesia and I’m staring in, dreaming of what it would be like if they were my family.  $1,399.95

 

 

Generac Commercial Series Liquid-Cooled Standby Generator

This is simply my favorite generator, and one that everyone needs. It’s seriously the web’s best-kept secret, so there you go, and you are so welcome. Generate the fuck out of things when you lose your electricity for an hour during the next thunder storm. $28,938.00

 

OMG! I love this $26,000 lens. It is so perfect for my blogging career, but better yet, it takes pretty snapshots of your kids and dog. You don’t even need the camera body- the lens is magical.

 

You really haven’t lived until you’ve experienced the awe-inspiring power of the Datastroyer Model 1000 Disintegrator. This was love at first site for me, and at $131,000, it’s a damn freaking steal.

 

 

Squeeeeee! I love me some 120293-0001REVK’s. Don’t know what it is. Don’t care. You just need to know that you would make some special someone pretty happy if you gave them some of these bad boys. $10,000,000.00. There’s only 1 left at this price, so hurry, for god sake.

 

 

Such maginificence here with the:

Buben & Zorweg Ellipse Grand Revers Extreme 18k Gold Double Tourbillon Fine Timepiece

Isn’t it such a fine timepiece? Trust me, you will have your mom’s undying love when you lay this one on her. $589,999.00.

 

You can’t buy Ma that “timepiece” without matching the love with Pop’s present. This big old nasty watch will do just that. Booyah. If you’re too much of a cheapskate for this one, here’s an alternative  for only $27,000. It’s a freaking savings of $9,000.

 

 

Holy awesome. Do you see the ping on that bottle? It’s practically beaming to outer space. My husband bathes in this man perfume every day, and we all know how hot it is when men give off a perfumey stank.

Look at what I did to make this photo look even more dreamy. I know how to sell the dream, do I not? It’s from all my years working with photographers. I know what works.

 

Dude. If all else fails to impress, you can’t go wrong with bleachers. Have them delivered to anyone’s back yard and pat yourself on the back.

Oh, I do hope you’ve enjoyed my roundup of to-die-for presents. I’ve worked hard at sourcing these and I have fabulous taste, so you really can’t go wrong. Now, did you notice something strangely similar about all of these links? That’s right, they all go to Amazon and are affiliate links. (Uh-fill-eeeee-ut.) Very good, now click away and order your bleachers.