10 Ways To Be Frugal And Stress Free This Holiday

The holidays are here.

Time for family and friends to gather under the umbrella of good cheer and genuine connection.

Keeping things simple and sweet is the secret to living a balanced life every day. Our last few Christmases have been hard, juggling life, family and finances. But those years have helped us grow.

Here are 10 ways a buckled economy can help keep things in check over the holidays.

1. Learn to say NO. Saying yes, when you should say no, leaves you resentful and overwhelmed. When people are really your friends, and your family really loves you, they understand when you can’t participate in a project or activity. When funds were tight, staying in became our new “going out,” and to this day an evening under our roof is our preference.

2. You don’t need a gym membership to stay in shape. Living in California made it easy to walk everywhere since the weather was usually perfect and there were always plenty of activities in walking distance. Walking is one my favorite family activities because everyone benefits from the fresh air, conversation, or silence. There have been many times this practice has helped Haley and Ethan find their inner calm. A brisk walk clears my mind, and the absence of distractions evens the playing field. I love the rain and snow in Cincinnati, and feel invigorated by the brisk air. Plus, I have a favorite raincoat and boots to splash in the puddles!

3. Healthy eating doesn’t have to cost a lot. When scarcity was knocking at our door, our food choices were at their healthiest. We worked harder with less. It killed me watching people with EBT cards and carts heaping with the trashiest, most processed junk imaginable. EBT cardholders had totals over $200.00. Mine were under $60 for fruits, vegetables and grains. Our children never knew how hard it was, because Sean and I made our shopping into a math game. We have this many dollars, what can we do? We found plenty of delicious recipes and one pot meals, and had fun cooking everything from scratch.

4. Stick to a budget. Before going shopping for food or gifts, we always decide on a budget. Sean is excellent about helping the family stay disciplined within the borders of a pre-determined budget. You cannot buy happiness, even with an avalanche of gifts. I’ve been guilty of trying in the past, but time has taught me well. Now that we have children, I feel our family must work together to donate time, supplies and food to benefit others. These memories will always last far longer than the battery operated toys beneath the tree.

5. Be generous to others who have less.  This year Haley  and Ethan decided they didn’t want to spend money on gifts, but rather, they wanted to use their allowance to buy necessities for Operation Christmas Child, St. Joseph’s Orphanage, and the YWCA Battered Women’s Shelter. Bringing holiday to cheer to others feels so great and the glow on their faces and the recipients is priceless.

6. Be realistic. As our family grows and changes, so do our rituals and traditions. The holidays are not about perfection. Let the children decorate the tree in their special way with homemade decorations. And be okay with a mess after making cookies and gingerbread houses. Being fiscally responsible forced us to initiate and maintain a simple lifestyle with activities filled our hearts and spirits with love and compassion. That is what we will remember 20 years from now when we’re sitting around the table at the holidays saying, “Remember when…”

7. Plan ahead. Part of the reason everyone gets so crazy this time of the year is because a lack of planning creates unnecessary crisis. Set aside specific days for shopping, baking, visiting friends and other activities. Plan your menus and make your shopping lists ahead of time to prevent last minute scrambling for forgotten items.

8. It’s all in the presentation. You don’t need fancy appetizers or filet mignon to impress. Present simple foods with flair, made with love. Kick it up a couple of notches by adding real plates, flatware that doesn’t match, and colorful mismatched cloth napkins instead of the ironically expensive and tacky paper/plastic products that can cheapen even the classiest food. If you are like me, doing dishes is actually a pleasure since it builds in down time when the holiday cheer becomes overwhelming.

9. Turn the ordinary into extraordinary. Don’t depend on being a fancy pants to create the holiday glow. Great people, simple food, and time to talk and laugh are the essential ingredients to a memorable holiday. Add twinkling lights, silly games, and genuine good cheer, and you set an awesome precedent for you and your family that will be remembered for years to come.

10. Decorate with natural ingredients. Don’t buy expensive holiday decorations. There are plenty of natural materials like evergreen shrubs, pine cones, holly, and real fruit (apples, oranges, pears) to spray paint gold for center pieces. Strings of cranberry and popcorn garland, plus plenty of candles, cloves, cinnamon and cider simmering on the stove can turn your home into holiday aromatherapy.

Don’t let a sagging economy drain the fun from your holidays. The core of capturing the festivities, fun and family comes from devoting care and thought to taking what you have and making it shine.

Keep it simple and everyone will be smiling, not stressing.

 

 

7 Ways To Pack The Perfect Package

“Is there something for me?” chirped my baby bird.

The hope in Haley’s eyes always makes my hear skip a beat. She asks this question often, whenever we’re checking the mail together. I never tire of hearing it, though I do sometimes sigh dramatically.

No, not today, I say with a sag in my shoulders, only to psyche her out with a Ta-Dah!, pulling the sacred letter from behind my back and hoping that sort of play will never grow old for either of us.

We left our beloved Long Beach, California one year ago.

Time and distance give testimony to true friendship and kindred spirits. Long distance relationships can naturally evolve through pictures, words, texts, e-mails, and voice mails. We love Facebook updates and couldn’t see smiles in real time without the amazing technology behind Skype, but the creme-de-la-creme will always be…

 SNAIL MAIL

The humble snail mail and care package combo is an art, but hopefully not a dying one.

My daughter Haley and her BFF In Cali have perfected snail mail, alongside the modern day techno-instants of texts, Skype and e-mail.

I love Haley’s BFF, and her Mama. We’re on the same page when it comes to letter writing – words, art, pictures – it doesn’t matter how our children tell their stories, but they must take the time to tell them by hand.

Snail mail is sacred. Here are six ways to do it well.

6 Ways to Pack the Perfect Package

  1. Keep it Simple. Don’t get complicated. Keep things as simple, thoughtful and inexpensive as possible. We live in Ohio where fall is GORGEOUS. A red leaf pressed onto paper with a few honest written thoughts is AWESOME, any day of the week.
  2. Ounces Count. Again, keep it simple. It’s tempting to stuff a gazillion things in a box, but like with holiday food, pounds pad quickly. Ask your post office to help you fit your items into a priority flat-rate box. That’s usually the best option. Make measurement an art and it will be easier to plan what to make and pack.
  3. Send Sweet Treats. Some of the best treats year-round to send  include cookies, brownies and Chex mix. Snack sized Pirate Booty was a big score from a recent care package sent to Cali., but nothing trumps my BFF’s unforgettable chocolate chip cookies. She lovingly wraps each cookie in Saran Wrap. Our family breaks each cookie into four morsels to savor after each meal until they are gone.
  4. Avoid Aromatherapy. Avoid mixing aromatherapy products such as soaps or flowery candles with a food package unless it’s a spicy candle (that works with everything). No one wants to eat cookies that taste like soap.
  5. Do Double Duty. Rely on socks, towels, mittens, bathing suits, comic books, menus from fun restaurants in your city, and stuffed animals (go Webkinz!) to cushion love notes, pictures and artwork. Nooks and crannies are terrific spots to fill with favorite individually wrapped hard candies, packs of gum, licorice, lollipops, granola bars, tea bags, stickers. Or even bits of nature, such as leaves, acorns, pinecones or seashells.
  6. Be An Angel. There are many organizations that encourage sending care packages for those people most in need. From thanking our men and women serving our country in the military, to Operation Christmas Child of Samaritan’s Purse, make someone feel like they matter with something sent by mail. The U.S. Postal Service provides a Military Care Kit, which includes boxes, tape, labels and custom forms. You can pick it up at the post office or call 800-610-8734.

As much as we embrace and appreciate our quickly growing technology, there’s something special about getting a letter or package in the mail. That’s true no matter who you are.

We never want Haley or Ethan to lose appreciation of this simple fact. Snail mail should be embraced throughout the year, but with the holidays around the corner, everyone has an opportunity to put a great practice into place now that can carry on long after the holidays are over.

 

How To Make An Entrepreneur

The average 3 year old can identify 100 Logos.

A child sees an average of 40,000 advertisements a year.

Madison Avenue spends 12 billion dollars marketing to OUR children.

No matter what business you think you’re in, you’re also in the business of marketing, at least if you want your business to be a success.

Few lessons have rang more true throughout the last three years as Sean has dived deep into digital industry, living the life of an online entrepreneur.

Sean thinks in measures:

How many products can I build?
How many stories can I write and publish?
Hw many people’s lives can I change for the better?
How happy can I possibly be while making our dreams come true?

The bark on Sean’s family tree is made up entirely of entrepreneurs. His Papi, Jose Jesus Ramos moved from Guadlahara, Mexico to the United States in the early 1920′s. He owned an import shop on Olvera Street in Los Angeles, CA.

Sean’s mother and father owned a flower shop when he was young, and are still in the business today. His sister has two successful enterprises, a hand-made greeting card business (they’re gorgeous!) and a boutique wedding business (even prettier!)

Sean has never worked for anyone other than himself.

As a child, Monopoly was his favorite board game, and he ruled. He created a market to sell playground SWAG like red vines, baseball cards, and Garbage Pail kids. His first book, Penny to a Million, is a tip of the hat to childhood and all the liberation which comes from being a kidpreneur.

I digress.

Our daughter Haley hates math. We don’t torture our offspring with constant number crunching, Kumon, daily timed math fact drills, or Sylvan Learning Center, but she doesn’t care for the subject. At all.

And though she’ll blaze through her math homework in the shortest time possible, she will spend hours writing remarkable poetry about how much she loathes the subject.

At least until this year.

Haley is now in 4th grade, the final year for Lower School. Next she’s off to Middle School, but this year her grade level is departmentalized to prepare her for the transition.

Every day Haley buzzes between classes, delightfully exchanging ideas and 6-7 different teaching styles. She’s in love with this part of her school year, even though it means she now has two blocks of math.

“UGH! Mom TWO TIMES the math!”

Though the teacher in me wants to see her muscle her way through boring computation so she can discover the magic of algebra, differential equations, and trigonometry, I’ve accepted her feelings.

But her feelings have started to change.

Get this Mom, 21st Century Math is AWESOME. I mean REALLY, REALLY awesome. And here’s why.”

The first time she told me this, she was so excited her breath was a few seconds behind her voice.

“Today my teacher said:”

An entrepreneur is someone who creates something the world needs, then makes the world a better place, while providing themselves with a better life.

She giggled into her hand. “Isn’t that NEAT? It got me thinking.”

“I AM an entrepreneur, right?”

I AM a writer.

She clapped her hands and jumped up and down….. I’m already on Chapter 8 of Mia Maria!

(Mia Maria is the chapter book Haley and her father are writing together.)

This conversation was part of pre-dinner chatter, and don’t let Sean tell you he didn’t cry just a bit. He’d be lying.

He said, “I doubt those words were said in more than a handful of schools today.”

He hugged Haley tight, kissed her on the forehead, then said, “I love your teacher and your school!”

I looked at them both in awe.

Haley is a creator, she loses herself in her writing and drawing, daydreaming of the day she’ll publish her first work to Kindle.

She’s unafraid, far more concerned with personal satisfaction and fierce independence than anything else.

Just like her father. 

She is walking in his footsteps, willingly, and more so by the day.

I think about  her current education, experience and exposure.

I loved my college experiences, and though I will always be willing to help Haley through college if that’s where she chooses to go, I’d be lying if I didn’t acknowledge the gleam in her eyes.

College might not be what’s best for her.

Haley has the spirit of an entrepreneur.

She knows no other life, because it is the life we live.

She embraces a love for language like her father, and those private moments are sacred; etched in my heart forever. Haley dances for her father with words, and now his stage is set for her.

Mia Maria was a 3,000 word outline for a chapter book called “Mia Maria and Two Times the Kindergarten.” Sean and Haley started their first publishing project together last spring on their Wednesday Father/Daughter Nights while Ethan and I had Mother/Son night adventures. It is now a mostly finished rough draft. Stay tuned. Haley swears it will be finished by Christmas. 

Cindy

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A New City Gives Us A New Chance To Be A Couple

Sean and I met in a battery of friendly banter, beneath a backdrop of beautiful flowers.

Talking to him was Heaven on Earth, each week more lovely than the one before it.

Not only did Sean know exactly what I wanted to buy, he would always arrange and wrap my purchase into a neat bundle of brown paper, then pass it across the counter alongside a clever quip designed to make me smile.

And he always tied the experience with an invisible bow: manners, humor, and friendly help to my car.

I wasn’t quite as flush as I pretended. My purchases were abundant, but I was paying for attention, and the rush I felt when buying his flowers, then bringing them home to my small beach pad apartment.

Sean was something I’d never had before.

I felt revered because he treated me like the lady I was. He delivered delicious adventure, love letters in the mail (even when we lived together), and the perfect cocktail of conversation to meet every mood. Not to mention enough entertainment options to make Vegas look lame (MAN ALIVE, that man loves his movies!)

But nothing was better than the never ending streams of conversation and whispered what ifs under fluffy down covers. Sean gave me a set of standards I’d never known; the two of us wrapped in our courtship, nestled in bliss, even without nuptials.

I wanted it to last forever, even when I was terrified it wouldn’t.

We pooled our savings and bought our first place together – a one bedroom co-op condo, 600 square feet, on the saltier side of town.

We OWNED it, our first business transaction together.

Already beyond awesome, our second jackpot rang just weeks later when we discovered a second heartbeat right behind my own. We brought two children into our humble home. I made amazing meals for our family on the world’s tiniest stove, and enough memories to fill 8,000 square feet.

Our family of four was complete.

Although parenthood was exhausting, we held onto what was ours. In California we always had that one place. The place we had before children, when we were Sean and Cindy but not yet Mom and Dad.

We had the special spot that felt like Cheers, where everyone knows your name, but with far more ambiance, a roaring fire pit, and amazing food. Our restaurant was Cafe Piccolo. Every trip to Piccolo guaranteed warmth, family, and fantastic conversations exchanged between Sean and the owner, Moe.

Cafe Piccolo was our go-to for everything from a frivolous lunch to getting engaged to celebrating births, to comfort when bidding farewell to our city.

Transplanting our family to Cincinnati has been an enriching adventure that has drawn our already close family even closer. This city is new, different, and thrilling; an unfamiliar landscape of rolling hills, amid a sprawling sea of green as wide as the Pacific we left behind.

This move has been one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, trailing becoming a teacher and marrying Sean.

Life in Ohio is simpler; the air is clean, horses are everywhere, and deer run free. History is rich, quality education is non-negotiable, and tranquility is nestled neatly into our lives as writers and parents.

A new city gives us a new chance to be a couple.

We celebrated our 10th anniversary in August, finally more  familiar with our city after a year in our new home. Our clean canvas has drawn sweet surprises, discoveries and plenty of mini-adventures to redefine life as a couple.

We have trails to walk, new favorite foods (especially the local ice cream and burgers), miniature golf, and a theater to call our own.

But we are still searching for our Cafe Piccolo.

Although I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before we find our special spot, I can’t wait to go “home,” sit by the fire, share my favorite Pinot Grigio with Sean, and wait for Uncle Moe to pull up a chair and connect with warm stories and amazing food.

Until we find our Cafe Piccolo in Cincinnati, the search is an adventure for all of us. Haley and Ethan are looking for their Cafe Piccolo, too.

We love Cincinnati and all its potential. Giant thanks to all our new friends (and Yelp!) for helping us navigate a city filled with charm and remarkable people.

Cindy

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Lady Gaga, Beauty and the Beast, and A Promise to My Family?!?

Welcome to another Reflective Friday!

As a classroom teacher I made sure my students received at least 90 minutes of writing instruction each day.

Writing at day’s end was always a student favorite. After the day’s final clean up, we would play Mozart for the last 15 minutes, while everyone wrote in their writer’s notebook.

We called these Exit Notes.

My students loved the name, because what it really meant was that everyone needed to write something, anything at all, for 15 solid minutes in order to exit the class at the end of the day.

This precious time set aside for writing allowed all my students, including me, a sacred time to reflect, think, comment, sketch, and record their daily learning experience, while gaining personal insight.

The brainpower always sounded so loud amid the room’s heavy quiet.

Of course, some students would stare at the ceiling as though a deluge of nouns and verbs might come pouring down and onto the paper.

These students were usually my best artists.

“You can sketch what you’re thinking if you want,” I’d whisper, straightening their posture with my understanding.

Now that I have a family, people ask: “Do your children like to write?”

Absolutely!

I never have to ask Haley or Ethan to write, not anymore. Keeping a notebook is a habit for them both. For our family, writing is nearly as natural as breathing.

It is our archive of reflections that helps us understand one another better, and honor our daily life with dignity by regarding who we are today… right now in this moment.

These Friday Reflections are the digital, permanent version for our family.

We hit our targets hard this week!

Here are a few of our highlights:

Haley and Ethan helped make the school shine by planting flowers outside their school.

Service learning is an essential component in our family’s life. We know our efforts to  help others in need is part of living with dignity, and leaving our signature of who we are as a family.

They used their allowance to purchase flowers and have performed extra chores to earn money to buy candy and goodies to fill Halloween goody bags for Santa Maria Community Meals on Wheels program.

Here’s a terrific resource for finding service learning projects for your group.

We kicked off our weekend by attending a Monster Mash Halloween Party last Friday, a benefit for Families for Families.

Haley and Ethan had movie night with our amazing babysitter, decorating the house with full creative abandon, while Sean transformed into Jo Calderon, Lady Gaga’s male alter ego, and I morphed into Lady GaGa’s Bad Romance head-to-toe red lace vintage 2009 VMA Awards outfit.

The night was a blast and we added another Sean and Cindy memory to our adventures in Ohio as a couple.

Sean created another of his verbal magic tricks, part of his new “Timeless Stories Told in Timely Rhymes” fairy tale series.

Here are a few lines from Beauty and the Beast:

A merchant and father, without any wife
And three lovely daughters; a wonderful life
“I’m heading to market, some time around dawn
I’ll swallow my coffee, and then I’ll be gone.”

He turned to his daughters, looked each in their eyes
Then smiled and whispered a special surprise:
“While I’m at market I’ll see many things
From pastries and pastas to bracelets and rings

We’ve had a great year, don’t mull over thrift
Each of you tell me what you’d love as a gift.”
The first daughter smiled, “I’d love a new dress
Maybe brocade since this old one’s a mess.”

The next daughter clapped, tickled pale red
“A long string of pearls,” she smiled and said
The last daughter, Belle, her dad’s greatest treasure
Gleaming with glee and pickled with pleasure

She flitted her eyes and pointed her nose:
“I think what I’d love is just one perfect rose!”
“Of course, girls!” he said, “I’ll buy all you desire
Plus plenty of fry bread, pulled right from the fryer

A great day at market, then gifts for his girls:
A flower, a dress, and a string full of pearls
Halfway to home, the sky turned to black
As serpents of lightning began to attack…

Click on the link to buy Beauty and the Beast (for just .99!)

We also published “A Promise to My Family,”  a collection of 15 posts from the first year of Writer Dad (the same collection is available by clicking the links in the right hand sidebar).

Click on the link to buy A Promise to My Family (also just .99!)

* Side Note: As I was heading to Amazon just now to get the link for this, I noticed it was ranked #50 for “Fatherhood.” Not bad in the first week – GO SEAN!!

Sales are steady for Yesterday’s Gone. We loved reading some of our first reviews and receiving emails from fans. We appreciate everyone’s support with our first big title.

Dave made a page of the four trailers for Yesterday’s Gone that we’ve finished so far. They just keep getting better and better. If you’re a fan of Boricio, the evil monster with a mouth as salty as a sailor, or not, we think you will find this trailer hilarious.

You can check out all four trailers for Yesterday’s Gone here.

Here’s the Boricio-centric trailer, “What Would Boricio Do?”

Buying Yesterday’s Gone is awesome, reviewing it is even better (that’s the #1 way for authors to get found on Amazon!)

Click on the link to buy Season One of Yesterday’s Gone ($4.99)

Click on the link if you’ve already read Yesterday’s Gone and would like to give it a review (THANKS!)

Thanks for another great week, can’t wait for the next one.

See you Monday!

Cindy

5 Ways to Make Your Children Remember This Halloween (FOREVER!)

I love archiving our family memories with words, pictures, and video.

These small portraits amass over time, creating an anthology of life we can store, share and set aside as an emotional companion during sad and happy times alike.

In my mind, Halloween is the kick off to indulgence and quickly approaching holidays; an amazing time for children and grown-ups alike.

The surge of adrenaline while racing from house to house, collecting the maximum haul, while transforming your identity. And for grown-ups, buying your favorite confections in bulk, of course with the intention of passing them out to trick-or-treaters, only to end up horrified when you’ve eaten an entire bowl of miniature candy bars in a single sitting, or half.

Halloween is an epic time to celebrate the things that go bump in the night, and in the bottom of our bellies.

Our children start planning for Halloween around the end of summer: discussing costumes, playing pretend trick-or-treat with their toys, developing strategies for accruing the most candy, tallying the number of crafts we can squeeze in before the BIG day, plotting the number of ways to scoop the most fun from a pumpkin, and decorating with plenty of garish materials and artistic freedom.

Childhood is sacred, and kids naturally enjoy the independence to explore and pretend. And, let’s face it, being cute and getting candy is Utopia from a child’s perspective.

Each year is more memorable than the one before, as each new costume inches our children closer toward a time when they’ll be passing the candy instead of retrieving it.

One of our most memorable Halloweens was in California. Our family dressed as characters from Star Wars, gathering robes and accessories from Goodwill and the local thrift stores. We created a fabulous look for under $20.00 and had a ton of time to play pretend prior to Halloween.

This appealed to Sean and me since we’re arguably the biggest kids in the family and our Haley and Ethan were obsessed with Star Wars at the time. Trying on our costumes in the evening to make sure we had all our Halloween moves coordinated became an after dinner ritual a few nights a week that early October.

We felt like heroes in our children’s eyes.

The children planned craft activities to turn our home from warm to horrifying, though it was the trails of glue and glitter and the residual cleanup that were truly scary.

The chewy nougat center to this particular Halloween was when our school community coordinated a Trunk-to-Treat Halloween event in conjunction with a Harvest Festival and movie on the lawn.

At least 50 cars gathered in a horseshoe. Trunks were open, decorated with pumpkins, spider webbing, brooms, cauldrons, and bats. Some people went all out with 70’s disco balls, pirates, and luau themes.

There was candy galore, hot cider, chili, cornbread, pumpkin pie, and plenty of funny photo ops. Our community united to celebrate and create a memory none of us will forget.

Our children loved it because, like many  other children who attended our school, we didn’t live in a neighborhood where trick-or-treating was especially safe, or celebrated. The memory’s true value was the community, safety; fun, food and good friends.

Hot apple cider never tasted sweeter and snuggling my babies with my BFF Mommy friends while watching “The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown,” and stuffing enough candy in our mouths to make our dentists shudder.

How you choose your stolen moments with your children, and what you do with that time, is a reflection of your inner child, and the integrity you hold toward traditions and happiness.

How will you make this Halloween memorable for your family?

Here Are 5 Simple Ways To Make This Halloween One Your Family Will Never Forget!

1) DIY Costumes 

Let’s face it. Halloween is a free ticket to let your freak flag fly. You can be the saucy maid instead of “just the maid,”and your kids can create crazy costumes.

It’s okay if it’s not perfect. It’s DIY!

http://familyfun.go.com/halloween/halloween-kids-costumes/

What’s more fun than letting your child be in charge for a change? Let them have the ownership and you can take the night off!

2) Ghoulish Cooking

Don’t know what to cook, that’s okay!

Let each family member choose ghoulish recipes or fall foods from a cookbook. Sean, Haley and Ethan put a post it by the meal of their choice in the recipe book and voila! That becomes next week’s menu.

http://www.brittablvd.com/Halloween/recipes.html

We get to try new foods, and the children always seem to eat more when it’s their featured recipe.

3) Let Your Children Do The Decorating

Halloween is not the time to be fussy or Type-A about decorations.

Let the tape show. It’s okay if everything isn’t symmetrical. That’s what makes it scary! Relax and let the children have fun. It will always mean so much more when they are involved in the process.

http://www.marthastewart.com/photogallery/halloween-decorating

4) Halloween Humor

Much to Sean’s delight (since he manufactures them by the quarter million) I am a lover of corny puns and jokes. They make me laugh over and over and over. Which is why my children go on daily quests to find knock knocks and riddles for me.

Print some Halloween jokes, cut them into strips, then pass them around in a jack-o-lantern at the dinner table. Everyone can be a comedian with a riddle in hand.

http://www.halloween.com/halloween-jokes-1.php

It’s funny and promotes reading and critical thinking. Who doesn’t love that?

5) Halloween Games 

One of our most frequent after-dinner rituals is a game of indoor hide-n-seek. It never gets old, but during Halloween we kick it up a notch by turning out the lights.

Create your own games or go to:

http://www.primarygames.com/holidays/halloween/games.htm.

It doesn’t get simpler than a game, and every child loves them.

Although we are 2,300 miles away from our zombie loving family in California, this year we will maintain our rituals of parading in our costumes while playing lights out hide-n-seek, trying as many recipes and crafts as possible, trick or treating for truckloads of goodies, then snuggling to “The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown.”

The children are aiming to horrify our new dentist by eating gobs of candy, but it turns out the dentist in Ohio offers $1.00 a pound for bags of uneaten loot.

This may be the year that dollars trump candy for our 7 and 9 year olds.

(Nah, who are we kidding?)

Cindy

What are some of your favorite Halloween memories or traditions?

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We Hit The Ground Running

Fridays are always reflective for me.

At the end of my week and the edge of the weekend, I consider all our family crammed in during the current week, along with everything we’d like to fit into the upcoming one.

Fridays give me a chance to appreciate the week that passed and look forward to the next one. I’d like to share some of my Friday reflections with you, starting today.

Our world is a constant flurry of words; ideas in the air and fingers on the keys. Living in our household is quintessential communication cuisine indeed, since  words and language are at the core of everything we do.

Sean refers to me as his CMO, or Chief Mental Officer.

Believe me, the job is never ending. I keep the calm, turn hiccups into happiness, support and celebrate everyone’s accomplishments, provide never ending feedback or a shoulder to lean on, and always know when to listen, when to advise and when to pre-heat the oven to 450 degrees.

Maintaining balance with Sean, in our online endeavors and in life, while ensuring we tend to our many small moments each day, growing as a family with peace and dignity, well, that requires a CMO.

It’s like being one of our fictional characters Ocho the Octopus, with eight arms to hold the important stuff together.

If you don’t know about Ocho, you will have to check him out in Syllable Soup

We hit the ground running this week. Here are the highlights:

We started on Monday with our reboot of WriterDad

Sean had interviews and guest posts scheduled throughout the week to support his and David’s (AMAZING!) new serialized project, Yesterday’s Gone:

Yesterday’s Gone. This is Why Tomorrow’s Better
What the eBook Revolution Means and How Copywriters Can Prosper From It
The Evolving Model of the Entrepreneurial Novelist
Is THIS the Best Way For Writers to Make an Amazing Living in 2012?
A Radical New Way To Tap the Kindle Economy
Is This The Best Way For Bloggers To Blow Up BIG?

If you’ve not yet caught any of Sean and Dave’s Yesterday’s Gone, all I can say is WOW.

Start with the trailer here:

We also published Syllable Soup, which was the full realization of a long time passion project I really wanted to see Sean take to Kindle.

Among all the verbal gymnastics of this week, my prized moments included seeing Syllable Soup come to fruition, hearing my daughter Haley read the first eight chapters of her first book, and watching my son grapple with the writing process on a homework assignment and come out on the winning side.

I’ve always believed Sean would change the world with his words, and this week I saw him run farther and faster than ever.

Remember the Think Different ad for Apple?

“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
~Apple Computer  

Sean celebrated the life and vision of Steve Jobs with this touching tribute (it made me cry!)

Here’s the video, and you can find the text below:

An Apple has fallen and rolled to the ground
In a deafening quiet, heard all the world round
The branches have bounty, still flourishing FULL
But a bit like a lamb freshly sheared from its wool

It’s the core of the Apple, the Steven who said
Think Different! (or else your ideas are dead)
Thomas and Benjamin, Alexander then Steve
You’re gone, but you left us so much to believe

You created computers we could afford
So easy to use, people piled on board
Apple II was amazing, inspired success
The Macintosh followed with fluid finesse

Then right after that, well, who would’a thunk
The Apple’d be booted from the base of the trunk
That mattered not, you knew you’d return
In the meantime you’d let creativity burn

NEXT was incredible, and Pixar STUPENDOUS
Toy Story to Nemo, every one entertained us
The Apple eventually returned to its tree
To make the branches the best they could possibly be

First with the iMac, then OS X
You did it out loud, then you did it again
Two early rolls in a long wave of winning
A remarkable run that was only beginning

From iMac to iPod, from iPhone to Air
No other company could hope to compare
The iPad set forth a revolution that day
With just one more thing to blow us away

With an orchard designed to draw a large crowd
Your tree now sits under a game-changing cloud
It all just works, your words set in stone
Your technology helps people feel less alone

Beyond your hardware, gifts from the tree
Have landscaped my life in a major degree
On the day I turned 30, a new life begun
With so much potential, my old one was done

I opened my present, my future was changed
A gift from my wife left my life rearranged
“Now sky is the limit with Mac in your hand
You are the music, but it is the band”

My wife, she was right, I started that day
To write a new life, got my world to obey
Technology’s great, but I am a writer
And words are what make my universe brighter

You had more than plenty, a life well expressed
Here are a few of your paraphrased best:

Design by committee can lead to an oops
Which is why I always ignore focus groups

You cannot con people, products speak for themselves
And that’s why our Apples line so many shelves

Good artists copy, great artists steal
Picasso said it, but we make it real

Link up your life and make your links last
Dots connect in the future, not in the past

Trust in yourself: karma, destiny, life
Every breath that you draw feeds your body new life

Billions of millions don’t matter to me
It’s being the creator I know I can be

The impossible’s possible behind a great team
No building stands from the brawn of one beam

Don’t let dogma destroy you with other people’s thought
And turn you into someone you’re certainly not

Stay hungry, stay foolish, stay truly unique
Know what you’re doing, look after your speak

You wanted to ding the Universe and did
You’ve influenced me, well, since I was a kid
Taught me to believe in the Infinity of ME
And to rap with the world standing all around me

Thank you for EVERYTHING, your soil is rich
The earth under your tree is a fertilized ditch
Your ideas seemed obvious, once they were said
So elegantly uttered from your intuitive head

The Apple has fallen, but seeds have been planted
You left us a future completely enchanted
Innovator and artist, entrepreneur and brain
You gave us a world with an obvious gain

Thank you for everything, your legacy’s alive
Filled by the decades and fueled by your drive

***

We had a ridiculous amount of fun with fiction, connected with our readers and capitalized on every opportunity to think different.

Thank you for being a part of our world this week.

I’m already looking forward to the next one.

Cheers!

Cindy

 

 

 

 

As Fresh As The Air In Ohio

The dawn of WriterDad was a pregnancy.

Exciting, uncertain; a relentless onslaught of mental, physical and emotional work.

The constant slog, my endeavor to understand everything happening in a world that didn’t quite make sense to me, implementing everything Sean asked me to do so he could run farther, faster, all while feeding every immediate need of my family.

It was GRUELING.

Every minute was spent planning, writing, executing, reading, trying, failing, thriving and living. It was hard, and non-stop, but I was happy.

This was Sean’s calling. Everything about it felt natural and real.

Our most priceless possession those first three years was our family faith in Daddy and his BIG, beautiful brain. We never wavered, not once.

Our family never strayed from the trail of our ideals and ideas, family and work ethic. In spite of the never-ending demands we carved a beautiful life for our children, and held our space without surrendering to resignation, or caring what naysayers said of our dream.

We modeled perseverance, a relentless work ethic, problem solving, ownership, and how to tolerate unfortunate circumstances with optimism and pride.

Our children have been reared with an appreciation for simplicity and powerful language.

The most crushing part of these last three years was the endless exhaustion, quarreling with critics and ignoring the naysayers, protecting my children and ultimately having to say sayonara to the home and equity I thought we’d have for a larger piece of the rest of my life.

But I loved Writer Dad, the site and the man.

I’ve always been its biggest fan. I’ve had every post read out loud before it’s been published. I love the thousands of snapshots that fill up my iPhoto, but those pictures are nothing compared to the way Sean captures our family.

I was sad to see WriterDad fading away. But it was a luxury at a time when milk seemed expensive.

He made the right move; focused, made everything work. But I felt like the beautiful permanence he’d started was slipping away.

I think WriterDad meant something different for everyone who read it. For me, it was about capturing time. It is our family archive, inspiration, and recorded journey as a couple working hard to raise an amazing business and two more amazing children.

WriterDad is where Sean’s passion and love for language shines for the world as brightly as it has for me in the last 14 years’ worth of privacy and whispers.

I’ve never met anyone with such a beautiful way of harmonizing life and purpose with words in a way that feels like front porch chatter, that always leaves you craving more.

Watching everything finally come together has been like the first taste of a perfect simmering soup, then popping the cork from a beautiful bottle of wine. Mesmerizing.

An explosion of Hell yeah chased by a cool drink of water.

Sean is in constant creation; moving, making things better, and finding new ways to crystalize thoughts; thinking out and around and then kicking the box, sending it into the sky where it detonates, multiplies and rains around us.

All like as if it was nothing.  

I call Sean’s writing his magic tricks because he can take nothing and turn it into something that leaves you thinking, weeping or laughing. Hell, he makes sales copy exciting.

Sean is wonderfully, beautifully exhausting.

Finally, things are slowing enough for me to enjoy everything to its fullest, all at once.

Life is as fresh as the air in Ohio.

I am looking forward to hearing and reading WriterDad’s natural cadence, and filling our archives with new stories for our children’s forever.

WriterDad is where it all started, the good old days, a scrolling timeline documenting our years as a family with passion for life.

I am also looking forward to holding hands with my Sean, skipping rope together and contributing to the success of this site.

I hope you enjoy the extra voice. As Sean says, “life’s better with the right words.”