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  <title>DoubleAgentGirl's blog</title>
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  <updated>2008-10-08T11:09:15-05:00</updated>
  <entry>
    <title>Wanted: Mommy</title>
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    <published>2008-10-19T07:18:51-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T07:18:51-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>DoubleAgentGirl</name>
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    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="children" />
    <category term="motherhood" />
    <category term="Parenthood" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Wanted: ONE MOMMY</p>
<p>Cute and vivacious 6 yr old searching for a &quot;Mommy&quot;.</p>
<p>Successful candidate WILL possess:</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Wanted: ONE MOMMY</p>
<p>Cute and vivacious 6 yr old searching for a &quot;Mommy&quot;.</p>
<p>Successful candidate WILL possess:</p>
<p>1) Patience. You must be able to listen to my stories, over and over,<br />
ad nauseum. Despite what you may have heard from previous &quot;Mommy&quot;'s, I<br />
DO NOT chatter incessantly about nothing. In fact, each of my<br />
utterances must be duly recorded and memorized, and when I've forgotten<br />
why I'm telling this story in the first place, you should be able to<br />
remind me accordingly. This patience must spring from an un-ending<br />
fountain, one that you can draw from as I'm nipping at your heels while<br />
you accomplish the other tasks attributed to this position, including<br />
dishes and laundry. When you are engaging in these activities, you must<br />
still provide me with your rapt attention, and never truly be diverted<br />
from <strike>my useless noise </strike>my insightful musings.</p>
<p>2) Spatial Awareness. It is extremely desirable that you should be<br />
aware of your surroundings constantly, even while you are expressing<br />
undying patience and accomplishing the aforementioned tasks. Despite<br />
what you may have heard, I DO NOT follow you around like a lost puppy,<br />
I am only attempting to test your spacial knowledge. I will<br />
occasionally walk RIGHT behind you, so close that if you should turn<br />
around, we will collide. I may hang about at your elbow while I'm<br />
testing your patience, and you should be aware that I am always there,<br />
chattering. You shall never lose that patience (read above) nor should<br />
you bump into me, hit me with the laundry basket or lose your temper.<br />
Those things will not be tolerated.</p>
<p>3) Quiet Voice. You should always endeavor to use your quiet voice, or<br />
as it is so eloquently named: your inside voice. If I should trip you<br />
while testing your spatial awareness, you must be able to maintain your<br />
patience (see Article 1) and refrain from loud outbursts (see Article<br />
2, end of paragraph). Should you raise your voice at me, I do reserve<br />
the right to storm off to my room, slam the door, pout or burst into<br />
tears. If this should occur, you are expected to comfort me, feel<br />
copious amounts of guilt and possible purchase me a pony. Should I<br />
<strike>scream like a raptor on fire</strike> yell out in anger, excitement or boredom,<br />
you must approach me with a quiet voice and tender touch. Aggression<br />
has no place in a &quot;Mommy&quot;.</p>
<p>Other Qualifications:</p>
<p>* Broad shoulders: to carry the weight of your world and mine. I may<br />
occasionally add disappointments and unfairness to that load.</p>
<p>*Long Arms: in the event of an outburst, I require hugs and backrubs. It is recommended you also wear an absorbant shirt.</p>
<p>*Answers: During those times I am testing your patience, you must be<br />
able to provide me with answers to any question under the sun,<br />
including appropriate and DIFFERING answers to the question &quot;why?&quot;.<br />
This is non-negotiable.</p>
<p>*Must be able to work long hours for little pay. As the currency in<br />
this house is love, you must continue to work, get up with me in the<br />
night, chase away monsters and clean up my barf. Even if I am angry<br />
with you and not paying you in kisses and hugs. It's a recession you<br />
know.</p>
<p>*Must have own vehicle. I occasionally need to travel to<br />
extra-curricular activities, school and fun places such as the park. As<br />
I do NOT like to walk, you must be able to transport me there. Should<br />
we be forced to walk, you must be willing to carry me, either in your<br />
arms or on your back should my little legs be tired.</p>
<p>Applications: Please send your name, experience and resume to<br />
doubleagentgirl@gmail dot com. Although it belongs to my previous<br />
&quot;Mommy&quot;, I've hijacked it in protest against cleaning my room.</p>
<p>Only serious applicants need apply.</p>
<p>Thing Two.</p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Vivid</title>
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    <published>2008-10-13T20:11:58-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-13T20:11:58-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>DoubleAgentGirl</name>
    </author>
    <category term="BlogHer Conferences" />
    <category term="blogher" />
    <category term="conference" />
    <category term="friendships" />
    <category term="GM Carpool" />
    <category term="laughter" />
    <category term="Reach out Tour" />
    <category term="Reach Out Tour 2008" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I was going to post about the adventure Karen, Sam and I had on the New York Interstate, however Karen has already beat me to that. What she has to say is perfect - she emotes the feelings we all had perfectly. Despite the FAIL of OnStar at that particular moment, we were very happy to have the onboard phone system to contact the hospital for that poor woman. Karen was so compassionate, so kind to this woman - as I saw her programming the woman's navigational system and then rubbing her back and offering words of encouragement I knew that Karen's kindness runs deep in her soul.</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I was going to post about the adventure Karen, Sam and I had on the New York Interstate, however Karen has already beat me to that. What she has to say is perfect - she emotes the feelings we all had perfectly. Despite the FAIL of OnStar at that particular moment, we were very happy to have the onboard phone system to contact the hospital for that poor woman. Karen was so compassionate, so kind to this woman - as I saw her programming the woman's navigational system and then rubbing her back and offering words of encouragement I knew that Karen's kindness runs deep in her soul.</p>
<p>We all sat in the Vue quietly, introspectively, until the lady was on her way. She may have left the rest stop and our vision, but our hearts rode shotgun. Near tears, we all wished the best for her and her husband - none of us speaking for the next ten minutes or so. Still now, we hope that he was reached in time, and in currently recovering from his sudden heart attack.</p>
<p>At that moment I realized a few things. Life is short - too short to take for granted all the beautiful things that shimmer in our eyes. Friends are few - especially the good ones. If you are lucky enough to make a few, hold on to them tight, be a friend always, even more so when its hard to be one. Love those around you, fiercly, with all you have and all you are and live with every fibre of your being.</p>
<p>We three learned that lesson, and so we lived like that all weekend. Laughing until we cried, clutching our stomachs - totally oblivious to muffin tops - living in rich and vivid colours.</p>
<p>DAG </p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Over the Murmuring Crowd</title>
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    <published>2008-10-12T06:13:36-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T06:13:36-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>DoubleAgentGirl</name>
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    <category term="BlogHer Conferences" />
    <category term="fun" />
    <category term="GM Carpool" />
    <category term="Outreach Tour Boston &#039;08" />
    <category term="Reach out Tour" />
    <category term="Reach Out Tour 2008" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>BlogHer Boston - I heart you!!</p>
<p>It's been a wonderful whirlwind... and I'm quite sad to say that tomorrow I'll be packing up and leaving. I feel like I've barely gotten to see what's around me in this beautiful part of the country (GAWD the fall leaves are pretty). I've taken very FEW pics... however this has been so fabulous a trip I can't complain!</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>BlogHer Boston - I heart you!!</p>
<p>It's been a wonderful whirlwind... and I'm quite sad to say that tomorrow I'll be packing up and leaving. I feel like I've barely gotten to see what's around me in this beautiful part of the country (GAWD the fall leaves are pretty). I've taken very FEW pics... however this has been so fabulous a trip I can't complain!</p>
<p>Today was fab! Great swag, interesting seminars and a great lunch at the Cheesecake Factory (aren't we naughty?!) After we gathered for drinks and mingled. Groups of lady bloggers stood together, laughing and sipping cocktails, weaving into other groups, neighbouring conversations passing cards and handshakes around like candy. It was loud but it was satisfying. This group of women were enjoying themselves, their dedication and blood sweat and tears validated by all these alike minded people. There was sharing and laughter and wine... who could ask for more?</p>
<p>Thankyou to my Canadian Beantown Lovelies - and especailly a thankyou to my roadtrip crew, you guys are my lady-heros. It might take a week to heal my stomach muscles from all the laughter.</p>
<p>Thankyou to all the lovely ladies attending BlogHer Boston. All of you that I met were wonderful and warm and kind. I look forward to reading you in the near future. </p>
<p>Thankyou to GM Carpool. You guys provided us with a vehicle that was awesome to drive, and was equipped with technology that helped us to help a heartattack victim's wife get to him at the hospital (more on THAT later).</p>
<p>Thankyou BlogHer. For giving all these wonderful people a connection. You are the gossamer thread that ties each and everyone together. Awesome!!</p>
<p>DAG. </p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Beantown Lovelies!</title>
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    <published>2008-10-08T11:09:15-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-08T11:09:15-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>DoubleAgentGirl</name>
    </author>
    <category term="BlogHer Conferences" />
    <category term="boston" />
    <category term="conference" />
    <category term="Conferences" />
    <category term="GM Carpool" />
    <category term="outreach tour 08" />
    <category term="Reach out Tour" />
    <category term="Reach Out Tour 2008" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p><strong>I'm going to Boston!!!! </strong>Alright, now that I've screamed a little bit (*shriek*!!), I'll get back to business.</p>
<p>I'm going to Boston! This weekend I am attending the BlogHer Outreach Boston '08 with some wonderful Canadian bloggers. As if that wasn't exciting enough, we are also part of the GM Carpool, a lovely arrangement that provides us with a Saturn Vue Hybrid to drive down with. Excited? Um, yeah!</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p><strong>I'm going to Boston!!!! </strong>Alright, now that I've screamed a little bit (*shriek*!!), I'll get back to business.</p>
<p>I'm going to Boston! This weekend I am attending the BlogHer Outreach Boston '08 with some wonderful Canadian bloggers. As if that wasn't exciting enough, we are also part of the GM Carpool, a lovely arrangement that provides us with a Saturn Vue Hybrid to drive down with. Excited? Um, yeah!</p>
<p>When I'm not busy trying <strike>not to spit on myself</strike> to contain my excitement, I've been packing, and ordering travellers insurance and generally freaking out. LOL. Do I have the right clothes, will this dress make me look <strike>like Godzilla </strike> beautiful... can you see my leg cheese...how much sleep do I really need etc. At the same time I'm making arrangements for my children Thing One and Two, packing tiny Disney themed suitcases and playing hostess to my overnight guests. Because? Of COURSE, everything hits the fan THIS week, when I'm planning to run away with Sugarpants and claim Boston in the name of the Agent. So I'm packing, and freaking out and hosting my grandparents overnight stay and still quite full of roadtrip merriment.</p>
<p>Thankyou GM, for providing us with the means to transport ourselves to a weekend of fun, while reducing our carbon footprint. My great-grandchildren will appreciate it. </p>
<p>Tomorrow, I shop. Until I drop, or my Starbucks runs out. Whichever comes first. I need to look good when cruising the Boston 08 Outreach Tour. WOOT! I'm going to Boston! Me, and my four other Beantown Lovelies.  </p>
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