August 2nd, 2011 | by Jeri | published in Life
I decided to start my new 101 things in 1001 days list off with a bang by giving myself thirty days of fun. Item #24 requires I give myself thirty days of fun for each year it takes me to complete this list. Since I am not scheduled to finish my 101 things until mid-2014, [...]
August 1st, 2011 | by Jeri | published in Featured Post
A few days ago, two friends of mine took off 2 months to take a 30 day bike trip through Europe and the UK as well as pursue additional adventures here in the US upon their return. I had the pleasure of speaking to one of them the day before they left and, naturally, my [...]
April 12th, 2011 | by Jeri | published in Featured Post
I have a list a mile long of things my Memaw made me do as a child that she swore I would thank her for someday. And while some of the items on those list are now things I’d rather pay someone else to do than actually do myself, writing a proper letter is one [...]
December 1st, 2010 | by Jeri | published in The 101
After spending the last year working on my company, I revisited my 101 in 1001 days list. During my review, I realized I was focused on business and, often, set unrealistic goals. Now that things are perking along with Fauvist Media, I thought it was time to try, try again! My mission: Complete 101 preset [...]
March 3rd, 2010 | by Jeri | published in Life
I’m not entirely sure how to sum up the last seven days of my life. It feels a bit like teleporting. At least, it feels like I’d imagine teleporting would feel. You know, you start in one place and then you feel yourself get all split apart and then all of a sudden you’re in an entirely NEW and different place but are all together. The latest, newest and biggest news is that the Gloeges have gone all “I Can’t Believe We’re Not Vegan”. And by that I mean that we’re not vegan in that we are not going to swear off meat forever. I’m sorry but I need the real deal at Thanksgiving. Tofurkey is not going to cut it. And I’d rather give up anything else in the universe food-wise except sushi. So there may be an occasional noshing of the raw fish. But otherwise, we have given up meat, dairy, raw sugar and white, processed foods. How and why we decided to do this is a whole ‘nother post – and one that may be posted over where my new project (TBA soon!) lives, but suffice it to say that we, as a family, have never eaten or pooped so well. And that’s all I’m saying about that. You can thank me later.
December 23rd, 2009 | by Jeri | published in Life
Last night I peeked at my progress on my 101 things in 1001 days list and, to be honest, it’s not great. Sure, I managed to juggle building my company and landing those first few, all-important contracts while running the Drama Club program at Drue’s school. And that is an accomplishment in and of itself. And I managed those long 60 plus hour work weeks without consuming a drop of soda. And I managed one Daring Cooks challenge back in late October but I did not have the time to really give the challenge a lot of thought and due diligence so I want to repeat the challenges for that month as well as take on November’s, December’s and January’s challenges during the month’s of January and February. Did I mention I’ve brought in two contracts for my company with an upcoming third and fourth contracts pending in the wings? Granted, movement on them is slow since I am splitting my time between business development, filing paperwork to make this company a reality and the actual work of the company. I have a part time developer, may have found a full time developer (won’t say definite until he’s actually hired), and have a freelance graphic designer on stand-by for some upcoming projects in the spring. Sure, that’s pretty good but I know I’d be doing twice the work if I had been well for the bulk of my fall season. The flu came a’ knockin in late October followed immediately by a double bout of bronchitis. These two illnesses cut a swath though the time, energy and well-being of the Gloege family and I, for one, am sick of being sick.
October 19th, 2009 | by Jeri | published in Uncategorized
The Kübler-Ross model, better known as the five stages of grief, can really be applied to all areas of life. For example, while writing my 101 goals in 1001 days, I was definitely in stage one, denial. It’s not that I was unrealistic in setting my goals; and even after a week’s contemplation I still believe I will meet and, in some cases, surpass my goals by July 2012. That said, I think I was smoking something illegal when I came up with a few of these goals. There is really no other explanation for it. And while those of you who know me might remind me that I’ve become the worst RW of all time since quitting cigarettes back in July of 2006 (July 7th, 2006 to be exact), maybe I inhaled someone’s second-hand smoke while writing these. Granted, my neighbors don’t look like crack-imbibing junkies but how well do you know people, really?
October 12th, 2009 | by Jeri | published in Uncategorized
Thirty five is a very attractive age… At least, so says Oscar Wilde. I’m inclined to agree for purely personal reasons.
July 28th, 2009 | by Jeri | published in Life
In recent months, I’ve discovered I’m a relatively uninteresting person. I can talk about things I do did at work, I can discuss the book I’m currently reading, the cool stuff I did in my early 20s, every moment of my child’s life and I can stretch conversation about the weather to three minutes. Once the conversation stretches beyond these few topics, I’m at a loss for what to say and often say something inappropriate or stupid. My doctor tried really hard to blame it on Asperger’s (which I don’t have) and ADD (which I do have) but after multiple tests determined that I try to be social but really don’t have much to say. Luckily, my friends forgive me for being a dullard and most of them manage to listen to me talk about my child copiously without getting a glazed look on their face. What can I say? Drue has a bigger life than I do! The good news is that I have good friends and am very thankful for that. But I think it’s time to put them, and me, out of our collective misery.
