Greed is good...

With all the hype surrounding Oliver Stones latest flick, Money Never Sleeps I have to admit that I only recently DVR'ed and watched the original Wall Street.  A trip back to days of shoulder pads, really large cell phones and Daryl Hannah.  Oh, 1987... Thanks for the laughs.

MIL and FIL

My personal movie reviewers (my MIL and FIL) can't figure why Newsday hated it.  They thought it was pretty good.  They also enjoyed all of the American Pie movies which is very disturbing.  Siskel and Ebert, they are not.  But we love them anyway because they have lots of free time to watch movies in an actual theater, and not at home on their couch like me and my husband.

"Greed is Good" has been my latest catch phrase.  I'm all for it. Bring on the greed!  Adding another mouth to feed in my house has made me extra stingy. I'm starting to turn into one of those consumers who won't buy anything without a coupon. Yes, this week I probably burned gallons of gas returning a gift after finding it cheaper somewhere else.  I even conceded to the idea that we drive, not fly, to NY for Thanksgiving.  People- I live in the Carolinas. Shoot me.

I'm also getting really greedy about my time. Time is money.  Didn't make the cut into my intimate circle of friends? Sorry. No time for you. Unfriendly you say?  Well, maybe a bit. It's not like I'm holding up in the house like a recluse- I would just rather have deep meaningful relationships with a smaller number of people rather than a long list of one-dimensional, shallow friendships.  That's what facebook is for.

Back in the Saddle

It's been so long since I blogged that I forgot my password. But happy to report that SleeveShirt is back in the saddle again!

Had a fantastic summer highlighted by the introduction of Gus William!  He is sleeping through the night which means I am not a raving lunatic in the Preschool carpool lane.  Speaking of, Natalie is in preschool and we've started carpooling with another family in our neighborhood. My biceps are much happier lugging the baby bucket once a day into the school rather than 2x.

We had a summer filled with fun activities: Saw Mary Poppins in the theater, went to the NC Transportation museum for Day Out with Thomas, took part in the first annual SC Chili Cookoff as taste-testers.  (PS: I'm working on my own recipe for next years submission...)

With all that fun, is it strange that I became excited when my husband came home talking about a SWOT analysis for work?  Yes, it was a sign that I am ready to get back to focusing on marketing strategies outside of how to find the best diaper deals.

Giddy up.