Monday, April 26, 2010

what an honor

What an honor I received. My business was awarded Small Business of the Year! After almost 9 years of being in business, it actually means more now than if I had gotten it in the earlier years. I truly cannot believe that time has really passed so quickly. It'll be 9 years this August that this all started. 9 years ago Bear and I were just finishing up the last stretch of our college years. We were living together at the time in a tiny, nasty apartment in Dinkytown for $700/month rent. In May we graduated with our degrees and only he knew what he was going to do with his life. That summer we moved back into our own parents houses and started the work on what was to be "our house". We spent every moment that we weren't working on that house. Sanding and restoring hardwood floors, lots of painting and lots of cleaning. I had gotten three part-time jobs that summer working at The Holiday Inn, Border Bob's and Sha-Sha. I had basically followed the same pattern every summer I came home. The summer flew by. Driving from Ray to town and helping fishermen at Border Bobs and then literally driving out to the lake to wait on the same fisherman and serve them burgers. Then I would drive the 40 miles from the lake to Ray. Every.Single.Day. Bear in the meantime was working every day 8-4:30 with his dad and brother at the electrical business they own. We managed to plan our wedding and still have some fun in there. I don't remember being all that concerned that I wasn't working in my field. Until mid July. My future Father-in-Law was wiring this little women-only exercise place in the mall and mentioned to the owner that I went to school for something like "working out and food" AKA Exercise Sport Science and Nutrition. It all kind of fell into place. I got an "interview" with the owner, which consisted of me being overdressed with a resume in hand and her simply saying, "so when can you start and what size t-shirt do you where?". I also had been offered and accepted a fill in job at Rainy River Community College for a teacher who was going on maternity leave. We opened Curves August 6th, 2001, I got married on the 18th and started teaching Exercise courses at the community college on the 26th. Busy month! 4 years later and a baby on the way, I bought out the current owner and made Curves all my own. I have had a faithful following of my community and members. It has been 5 years since I took ownership and I have continued on this journey that I started with these women. It has been a great one. When 2 of "my girls" asked if they could nominate me for Small Business of the Year, I said that I would be honored. I really think that I was awarded because of the wonderful words they wrote. When I was called by the Chamber of Commerce I truly was in awe. Of course I started bawling. I have become quite a weeper in the last year. I started announcing on the circuit that I had won and by the next day I had a huge bouquet of flowers from one member, a giant "Congratulations, we love you" sign from another and tons of hugs and tears. I am truly blessed to be doing what I am passionate about. Bear and I are both blessed to be back in our home town, working in our fields of expertise, raising our children so close to family and loving every minute of it.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

from Tammy

Tammy created a very funny JibJab...you can view it here and laugh many laughs...

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

The break from the car

I had realized a long time ago when Parker was little...that if you break up your car trip into fun excursions they go a lot quicker and happier. The boys are now starting to look forward to what kind of adventure we can go on after travelling so far in the car.
When the boys and I took the trip to Wisconsin to Debs house we made a point to get down there as fast as we could, but on the way home we took our time.
We stopped this trip at the overlook at the Eveleth rest area. I had never been much of a rest area kind of girl, let alone by myself with two kids...but my sister Tammy has really gotten me hooked on rest areas. They are an untapped, gorgeous, area where my kids can run like wild men and disturb no one.
This rest area is the home to a very cool set of stairs, automatic hand dryers and a gorgeous view.
Parker made sure he really helped "Bubba" up the stairs. He was counting the whole way up and Emmitt just kept repeating every number back to him. Parker would say a "good job buddy" and keep climbing.
We went on a pine cone hunt in the flatter area and played tag between the trees. The boys giggled and ran as I chased them. The best part was, I didn't have to tell them to keep quiet or settle down. The best part is...that's the point of the rest area! Run, be crazy, scream...there is hardly another soul in the entire stop and I don't care if there is. Chances are, I won't see them again anyways!
I thought maybe I would have a picture or a thought back on this trip of crabby, crying kids...kicking and screaming to get out of the car...but I honestly don't! I love that they travel so well, they smash gold fish into my cars interior, they laugh at movies being played loudly behind my headrest and they make me happy to be on an adventure with them.
Maybe my husband wants to drive us all to Disney World?

Saturday, April 10, 2010

We are Family

I spent a gorgeous hour at Birch Point Saturday morning with the 4 most gorgeous women in my life. Here is how it went...
We laughed a lot over the course of that hour. Once we saw the photos come to life we laughed some more. We did funny things, like stick mom on a tire swing and the process was hilarious in itself but the final picture is one of my favorites. We attempted to get all 5 of us to jump at the same time-I think we did pretty well-but those pictures are some of the funniest I have ever seen.
We listened to mom, like four obeying daughters should, tell one of her stories. We did manage to get a couple of us in "order" of birth. But looking at the picture and saying the names left to right we are "backwards".
I fully enjoy each moment I can with my mom and sisters. We are coming up on 30 years of me being with them. They have been together a little longer. But I truly cannot imagine them not in my life or us not being as close as we are. I love how different yet alike we all are. We each possess qualities that we got from our amazing mother. Some say we look alike others say the similarity rests more in our personalities. All I know, is I wouldn't trade them for the world...

Saturday, April 3, 2010