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Five Things I’ve Learned This Week

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This week I’ve learned a few things. I like that. Learning is great. I want to do more of it!

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Something like this seems sweet and reasonable, but I don’t think this is what some of those new moms have in mind.

Push Present – A gift that a woman receives after giving birth, presumably as a reward for doing a good job carrying and delivering a baby. Sounds a little peculiar to me, but maybe this tradition isn’t as weird as it sounds at first. I think I’d like it to be a token of love to commemorate the milestone of adding a child to the family rather than a reward, but then again, I’m not in charge.

Cherry Eye – A red angry-looking growth that dogs can get near the eye. Apparently it can be surgically removed if the dog is otherwise healthy. Unfortunately it can prevent an otherwise perfect animal from finding a new home.

In work news – The end of this school year will mark twenty years of employment with the state for me. In preparation for filling out financial aid forms for my son, I looked up my retirement information, and was surprised that it had been this long. I was also pleased to learn that I had a little more in my retirement fund than I expected. Not a lot, mind you, but more than I thought.

ht_green_bean_casserole_jef_121115_wmainOn the culinary front – My son likes traditional green bean casserole. We haven’t had it the past few Thanksgivings, and I didn’t think anyone missed it, but the other morning he asked if we could have it. I think it’s time to teach him how to make it.

Speaking of Food – All protein bars are not created equal. I was at a different store and they didn’t have the brand I like, so I tried something else. Yuck. Protein bars are pricey, and I was disappointed. I’ll eat them (did I mention that they’re pricey?) but yuck. Clif Builder Bars all the way, baby (chocolate mint is my favorite).

What have you learned lately?

Author: BulgingButtons

I'm a middle aged woman doing the things that middle aged women do and trying not to beat myself up. I'm living the life I choose with the man I love, the teenage son who impresses me all the time, and the most adorable pup ever rescued from the euthanasia list. We live in the heat of the Southwest, where I regularly sweat through my Lane Bryant bras.

7 thoughts on “Five Things I’ve Learned This Week

  1. H’m….I’ve learned that I don’t like to too unscheduled! I’ve learned to wear shoes in the house (after I broke my toe on a table leg). And I’ve learned that there are some truly terrifying people in the world, and some of them are running for President.

  2. One thing I’ve learned: Push Presents can be super grotesque! At least in Scottsdale, that is. In my experience they encompass a limited range between David Yurman statement jewelry pieces and the seemingly ubiquitous Louis Vuitton handbags, the selection of which seems to occupy the entire last trimester of pregnancy. Ladies, you do not have to knock yourself up to put something pretty on your wrist. Want something expensive and nice? GET A JOB AND BUY IT FOR YOURSELF. OK, end of rant!

  3. What I’ve learnt lately is that I can’t look after someone else until I look after myself. Seems like an obvious common sense kind of thing but it’s sometimes hard as a woman to put yourself before everyone else. Great post.

  4. I love that we can learn new things everyday. That’s the second time I’ve heard of a push present. One thing I’ve learned this week can be summarised in this little tidbit, “why do tomorrow what you can do today.” It helps with my time management.

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