Changing my life … one habit at a time
Posted by Pambie | Jun 27th, 2009
Fake it Til’ You Make It!
Have you ever been lower than low and had someone say to you “why can’t you just be happy?”
Of course, it seems pretty impossible.
Of course you can’t just “be happy” if you’re feeling miserable.
Or can you?
Even the gurus routinely point to the “fake it til you make it” mind management tactic.
And I’ve got to confess, it’s worked for me in the...
Posted by Pambie | Jun 21st, 2009
What Barack Obama’s Father’s Day Essay Means to Me
“In many ways, I came to understand the importance of fatherhood through its absence — both in my life and in the lives of others,” Obama writes in his first Father’s Day essay as the nation’s 44th president.
“I came to understand that the hole a man leaves when he abandons his responsibility to his children is one that no government can fill,” he writes. “We...
Posted by Pambie | Jun 15th, 2009
What if you never got sick again?
I think that there is a huge paradigm shift going on right now – in this country and in the entire world.
Everything that we’ve taken as “truth” over the years is being put to the test, thanks in large part to the internet.
I’ve seen it personally with my own health. After years of traditional American health care (which included a preponderance of antibiotics to treat various...
Posted by Pambie | Jun 12th, 2009
Zagat’s Does Fast Food?
Ok, I will freely admit it.
I am a fast food snob.
Ever since my daughter brought home the book “Fast Food Nation” several years ago and I read it (twice!), I have oh-so-rarely stepped into a fast food joint. I would say “never” but there are those rare occasions when I will deign to buy the Chicken Bacon Ranch salad from McDonalds.
Knowing how the fast food industry has basically created...
Posted by Pambie | Jun 11th, 2009
The Palin-Letterman Brouhaha
Don’t you just love that word?
According to Wide World of Words: The usual spelling is brouhaha, meaning an overexcited and noisy response, a commotion, hubbub or uproar. It’s a negative word for some unpleasant confusion; a more neutral alternative might be the equally odd-looking hubbub. We know the word came from the French word spelled the same way; it’s found in French from the sixteenth century...
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I’m a self-employed single mom and I was 52 years old on my last birthday. I’ve worn a lot of hats in my life ...from eBay PowerSeller to caterer to nonprofit development director to admin assistant to model to owning a graphic design business to serving as marketing director for an architectural firm to political campaign treasurer. This blog will follow my attempts to turn my life around in 2009 using my self-designed 2 Habits a Week program. Read along as I strive to become a successful Internet Marketer/entrepreneur, a better mother and human being, and achieve the best body of my life (not necessarily in that order). Follow me on Twitter (2habitsaweek)!
