<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776</id><updated>2011-07-12T07:40:07.632-04:00</updated><category term='stereotypes'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='commuinication'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='animals'/><category term='West Point Women'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='adversity'/><category term='leadership qualities'/><category term='DeeDee'/><category term='tiki tours'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='blender'/><category term='OFF button'/><category term='tank cake'/><category term='Greater Washington Clothing Swap'/><category term='bargain'/><category term='word'/><category term='photos'/><category term='leadership'/><category term='winery'/><category term='mini-Oreos'/><category term='generation gap'/><category term='egg'/><category term='girl'/><category term='mom'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Smart women grants'/><category term='voicemail'/><category term='Frances'/><category term='inner dialogue'/><category term='women'/><category term='domestic violence'/><category term='Girl School'/><category term='coupons'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='success'/><category term='polarization'/><category term='clothing swaps'/><category term='Lipstick 101'/><category term='music'/><category term='Mount Vernon'/><category term='wife'/><category term='micro-loan'/><category term='crabs in a basket'/><category term='pinking shears'/><category term='&quot;good guy&quot;'/><category term='people'/><category term='heart-warming'/><category term='carrot'/><category term='Women in Wine Artist'/><category term='Inmates'/><category term='hands in pockets'/><category term='messy'/><category term='men'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='social media'/><category term='Metallica'/><category term='fear'/><category term='Indigo Girls'/><category term='risk-taking'/><category term='money'/><category term='opportunities'/><title type='text'>Lead Like A Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Who are you and where are you leading in your life?  Are you a mom?  An executive?  A coach?  We want to know how you lead and raise the bar for leaders across the globe.  So we ask...what does it mean to lead like a girl?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3376167937128065397</id><published>2011-07-12T07:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T07:40:07.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zt8OipK50Rw/Thwx2_fmqAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wTok9Ce3y0c/s1600/949400.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 66px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zt8OipK50Rw/Thwx2_fmqAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wTok9Ce3y0c/s320/949400.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628428455132964866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Music fills the infinite between two souls” &lt;br /&gt;- Rabindranath Tagore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am immensely grateful for the companionship of music.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy, when I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;When I'm scared, when I'm glad&lt;br /&gt;Music connects me to other souls&lt;br /&gt;and fills me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday to music makers and music lovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3376167937128065397?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3376167937128065397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/music-fills-infinite-between-two-souls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3376167937128065397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3376167937128065397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/music-fills-infinite-between-two-souls.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zt8OipK50Rw/Thwx2_fmqAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wTok9Ce3y0c/s72-c/949400.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-364478749678835750</id><published>2011-07-05T05:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T05:26:17.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4WVMywwzCQ/ThLYSU2qdvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q9iOV74JBwU/s1600/1315837.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 68px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4WVMywwzCQ/ThLYSU2qdvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q9iOV74JBwU/s320/1315837.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625796693886400242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today.  &lt;br /&gt;Have you used one to say "thank you?"  &lt;br /&gt;~William A. Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift of gratitude is a simple gift to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there someone that deserves your presents today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-364478749678835750?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/364478749678835750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-gave-you-gift-of-86400-seconds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/364478749678835750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/364478749678835750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-gave-you-gift-of-86400-seconds.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4WVMywwzCQ/ThLYSU2qdvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q9iOV74JBwU/s72-c/1315837.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4068881019152795339</id><published>2011-06-28T05:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T05:24:49.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause and Look Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKtWQbC-VoM/Tgmc3Iwhg1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cfdZlSVS7S8/s1600/833178.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKtWQbC-VoM/Tgmc3Iwhg1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cfdZlSVS7S8/s320/833178.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623198080806519634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating bamboo sprouts, &lt;br /&gt;remember the man who planted them. &lt;br /&gt;~Chinese Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause.  Look around.  &lt;br /&gt;What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Who has gone before you&lt;br /&gt;So that you may have this?&lt;br /&gt;Witness the work of others&lt;br /&gt;On your behalf.&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4068881019152795339?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4068881019152795339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/pause-and-look-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4068881019152795339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4068881019152795339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/pause-and-look-around.html' title='Pause and Look Around'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKtWQbC-VoM/Tgmc3Iwhg1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cfdZlSVS7S8/s72-c/833178.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-6100027656066009598</id><published>2011-06-21T11:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T11:47:54.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Open Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_y5gfr1K38/TgC71mJCNJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QARh7j2mZxM/s1600/fishinggirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_y5gfr1K38/TgC71mJCNJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QARh7j2mZxM/s320/fishinggirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620698864404280466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday and Happy Summer Solstice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we celebrate the official opening of fishing season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing is about reaching out and meeting and connecting with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/leadlikeagirl"&gt;Lead Like a Girl Facebook&lt;/a&gt; where we will be unveiling the beauty in you meeting the beauty in others....along with a special Fishing Derby for our single friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the longest day of the year!!  Happy Happy Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-6100027656066009598?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6100027656066009598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-open-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6100027656066009598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6100027656066009598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-open-season.html' title='It&apos;s Open Season!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_y5gfr1K38/TgC71mJCNJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QARh7j2mZxM/s72-c/fishinggirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5912357693969039598</id><published>2011-06-14T05:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T05:45:00.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's 60 seconds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NE7gFy3mVU4/TdAPPHiUSMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BZbdGUotsiY/s1600/eggs_done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NE7gFy3mVU4/TdAPPHiUSMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BZbdGUotsiY/s320/eggs_done.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606998288471705794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For every minute you are angry, &lt;br /&gt;you lose sixty seconds of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you done yet?&lt;br /&gt;Being angry about anything?&lt;br /&gt;Will you get back these minutes in the end?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Grati-Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Stop wasting seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Restart the clock of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding!  You're Done! &lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5912357693969039598?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5912357693969039598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-60-seconds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5912357693969039598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5912357693969039598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-60-seconds.html' title='What&apos;s 60 seconds?'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NE7gFy3mVU4/TdAPPHiUSMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BZbdGUotsiY/s72-c/eggs_done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-787157971120649876</id><published>2011-06-07T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T07:30:00.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn of Grati-Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXDghZ3z3gE/TdAUSQeQAPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JY8PlRAZkk4/s1600/african_sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXDghZ3z3gE/TdAUSQeQAPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JY8PlRAZkk4/s400/african_sunrise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607003839968313586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day comes to us refreshed and anew, so does my gratitude renew itself daily.  The breaking of the sun over the horizon is my grateful heart dawning upon a blessed world.&lt;br /&gt;-Terri Guillemets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this dawn of a very special Grati-Tuesday, we want to thank all of our Facebook fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now enjoy the company of over 1,000 fans.  &lt;br /&gt;We are humbled and grateful for your "Like"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like you lots!&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a renewed sense of gratitude each new dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game on! Life on! Love Strong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday - way to Lead Like a Girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-787157971120649876?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/787157971120649876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/dawn-of-grati-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/787157971120649876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/787157971120649876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/dawn-of-grati-tuesday.html' title='Dawn of Grati-Tuesday!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXDghZ3z3gE/TdAUSQeQAPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JY8PlRAZkk4/s72-c/african_sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-6167584414630685795</id><published>2011-05-31T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:07:42.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dali Overdose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntBp_D--kys/TdAIk-nwpaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rdC12Y4tPKE/s1600/dalis_studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntBp_D--kys/TdAIk-nwpaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rdC12Y4tPKE/s320/dalis_studio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606990967454344610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;-Salvador Dali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;Picture your satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splash colors&lt;br /&gt;Draw outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Innovate and Ideate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relish in a Dali Overdose&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the art of  surreal happiness!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-6167584414630685795?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6167584414630685795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/dali-overdose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6167584414630685795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6167584414630685795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/dali-overdose.html' title='Dali Overdose!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntBp_D--kys/TdAIk-nwpaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rdC12Y4tPKE/s72-c/dalis_studio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3571155201144203218</id><published>2011-05-24T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:56:21.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Bloomin'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2M_dHSqVzgo/TdALXsqPOLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AbHMdVRspOQ/s1600/yellow_pansy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2M_dHSqVzgo/TdALXsqPOLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AbHMdVRspOQ/s320/yellow_pansy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606994037829482674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Joy is a flower that blooms when you do.&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to put on the big girl bloomers&lt;br /&gt;And grab a cup of Grati-Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Joy is knocking at the door.  &lt;br /&gt;Won't you let her in?&lt;br /&gt;Let's not keep Joy waiting!&lt;br /&gt;Hold the door open.&lt;br /&gt;There's even more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday to our &lt;br /&gt;Pansy Lovers and Joy Bloomers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3571155201144203218?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3571155201144203218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-bloomin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3571155201144203218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3571155201144203218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-bloomin.html' title='What&apos;s Bloomin&apos;?'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2M_dHSqVzgo/TdALXsqPOLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AbHMdVRspOQ/s72-c/yellow_pansy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8838169928533394348</id><published>2011-05-15T12:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T13:17:35.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Travels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNQDUJbU0R4/TdAGRI9rn9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0YwHGyfT8u4/s1600/walking_away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNQDUJbU0R4/TdAGRI9rn9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0YwHGyfT8u4/s320/walking_away.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606988427610005458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling.&lt;br /&gt;-Margaret Lee Runbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack up your troubles and stow them away.  It's Happy Grati-Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're on a journey to live your best life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looky there - this is the Happy Path you are traveling!&lt;br /&gt;Everything is here for you.  Everything wonderful lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;All you need to BE happy is here -- In your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up your traveling heart and lean into the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead on my fellow traveler - Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8838169928533394348?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8838169928533394348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/happiness-travels.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8838169928533394348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8838169928533394348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/happiness-travels.html' title='Happiness Travels'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNQDUJbU0R4/TdAGRI9rn9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0YwHGyfT8u4/s72-c/walking_away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4936502307801546395</id><published>2011-05-10T09:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:22:14.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBnFcuihT4/TcnWMWMhxFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DWbvuxMkOcs/s1600/IMG_1361.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBnFcuihT4/TcnWMWMhxFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DWbvuxMkOcs/s320/IMG_1361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605246718844191826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happiness is not created as a result of certain conditions. &lt;br /&gt;Certain conditions are created as a result of happiness. &lt;br /&gt;- Neale Donald Walsch&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you create what you will be grateful for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Spread happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Spead Happy Grati-Tuesday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4936502307801546395?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4936502307801546395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/happiness-is-not-created-as-result-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4936502307801546395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4936502307801546395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/happiness-is-not-created-as-result-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBnFcuihT4/TcnWMWMhxFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DWbvuxMkOcs/s72-c/IMG_1361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-1524649388682090837</id><published>2011-05-03T05:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T05:45:00.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2-For Grati-Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clbj_GNmeHc/Tb9imQ8m4XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6kUrh2C_Wco/s1600/PeaceSymbol.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clbj_GNmeHc/Tb9imQ8m4XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6kUrh2C_Wco/s200/PeaceSymbol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602304870995911026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since last week's Grati-Tuesday passed me by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is 2-For Grati-Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for double scoops of ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;European "Kiss Kiss" Hello's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;Chants of Hip Hip Hurray, Hip Hip Hurray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back-to-back wins and double plays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seconds of pie and extra seconds of sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double doses of happiness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And double dates with best friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A second time around &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a second chance to make amends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You Thank You for Today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-1524649388682090837?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1524649388682090837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-for-grati-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1524649388682090837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1524649388682090837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-for-grati-tuesday.html' title='2-For Grati-Tuesday'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clbj_GNmeHc/Tb9imQ8m4XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6kUrh2C_Wco/s72-c/PeaceSymbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8823739220453620603</id><published>2011-04-19T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:30:53.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grati-Tuesday Gentle Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrate the men who support women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our deepest gratitude to these men and their message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being an example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being gentle men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUTrAaozelY/TaRVQ6GcgKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NLSf8d-rXaQ/s320/Gyro%2Bat%2BBase%2Bof%2BMt.%2BMansfield.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.” ~ Socrates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In our quest for happiness, there is sooooo much to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stopping to &lt;strong&gt;savor&lt;/strong&gt; in our rush to &lt;strong&gt;save our&lt;/strong&gt; world....is it possible? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a mini-blog of gratitude. If it was a full-size blog, you'd need another two minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's two minutes from us to you -- savor it, relish it, embrace it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice start....now go on -- enjoy less and be your happiest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hugs from Lead Like a Girl and Women's Quest Vermont Adventure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-792862831447740682?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/792862831447740682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/embrace-grati-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/792862831447740682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/792862831447740682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/embrace-grati-tuesday.html' title='Embrace Grati-Tuesday!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUTrAaozelY/TaRVQ6GcgKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NLSf8d-rXaQ/s72-c/Gyro%2Bat%2BBase%2Bof%2BMt.%2BMansfield.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8495396991427596072</id><published>2011-04-05T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T10:36:06.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Grati-Tuesday Sisters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pYE-b8YDNg/TZsnhd8CA7I/AAAAAAAAADs/XxvpjvXCHQo/s1600/CarseSisters.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592106818236187570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pYE-b8YDNg/TZsnhd8CA7I/AAAAAAAAADs/XxvpjvXCHQo/s320/CarseSisters.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double. -- Toni Morrison &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday to all of our sisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sisters, whether by birth or by circumstance, give us a place to be ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grab your sister and give her a hug, a kiss, a well wish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's celebrate our sisterhood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Special Happy Birthday wishes to my Carse sisters -- you inspire me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~ Way to Lead Like a Girl Sista'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8495396991427596072?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8495396991427596072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-grati-tuesday-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8495396991427596072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8495396991427596072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-grati-tuesday-sisters.html' title='Happy Grati-Tuesday Sisters!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pYE-b8YDNg/TZsnhd8CA7I/AAAAAAAAADs/XxvpjvXCHQo/s72-c/CarseSisters.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-2953615261106299951</id><published>2011-03-29T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:56:56.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! The Places You Will Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydr1HcmrWpU/TZH4pQdZ4cI/AAAAAAAAACw/r2pGxqAXu9o/s1600/Funny-Road-Signs-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589522000220119490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydr1HcmrWpU/TZH4pQdZ4cI/AAAAAAAAACw/r2pGxqAXu9o/s640/Funny-Road-Signs-5.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 140px;" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is your day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You’re off to Great Places!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You’re off and away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the journey of life, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes the road is crooked&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or blanketed in mist or bumpy or just...well, you know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pause. Breathe. Smile. Your heart GPS will find the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And will you succeed? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, you will indeed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(98 and 3/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 percent guaranteed.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Dr. Suess (with a little Lead Like a Girl twist!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-2953615261106299951?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2953615261106299951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-places-you-will-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2953615261106299951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2953615261106299951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-places-you-will-go.html' title='Oh! The Places You Will Go!'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydr1HcmrWpU/TZH4pQdZ4cI/AAAAAAAAACw/r2pGxqAXu9o/s72-c/Funny-Road-Signs-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4021037814963242995</id><published>2011-03-22T02:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:55:12.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child's Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu4F6qvGnbI/TYhHIG3t57I/AAAAAAAAACY/ivFRPw72B04/s1600/IMG_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu4F6qvGnbI/TYhHIG3t57I/AAAAAAAAACY/ivFRPw72B04/s320/IMG_1848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586793542361933746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to have a happy childhood. ~ Berke Breathed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply attach a child's smile and sense of wonder to your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From those around you, you will be met with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your center, you will become alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday from Elle Preston &amp; Lead Like a Girl - Dubai, UAE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4021037814963242995?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4021037814963242995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/childs-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4021037814963242995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4021037814963242995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/childs-smile.html' title='A Child&apos;s Smile'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu4F6qvGnbI/TYhHIG3t57I/AAAAAAAAACY/ivFRPw72B04/s72-c/IMG_1848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-1917446381388951899</id><published>2011-03-15T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:01:11.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in Appetite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s0XHYGeCpQ/TX-IYcLXRKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aG-22OapufE/s1600/swans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584332016424797346" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s0XHYGeCpQ/TX-IYcLXRKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aG-22OapufE/s200/swans.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am enough. I have enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are enough. You have enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are enough. Together we have all that we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Press pause on bloaty bogusness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enuf's enuf with all the stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relish in the sufficiency of what we have together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-1917446381388951899?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1917446381388951899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/change-in-appetite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1917446381388951899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1917446381388951899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/change-in-appetite.html' title='Change in Appetite'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s0XHYGeCpQ/TX-IYcLXRKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aG-22OapufE/s72-c/swans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5898898195187608289</id><published>2011-03-08T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:07:28.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's International Women's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 100th Anniversary of International Women's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no world without women. &amp;nbsp;Let's celebrate women all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And let us mark this day by finding ways to ensure women and girls' access to education, health care, jobs, and credit, and to protect their right to live free from violence."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/2XIineVXCAc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XIineVXCAc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XIineVXCAc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5898898195187608289?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5898898195187608289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/international-womens-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5898898195187608289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5898898195187608289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-9003787537095787279</id><published>2011-03-01T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:39:30.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlAvJH0OXq8/TW1N0FqDU4I/AAAAAAAAACI/jGnhC-RJhCc/s1600/lynne-twist-300x195.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579201070649004930" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlAvJH0OXq8/TW1N0FqDU4I/AAAAAAAAACI/jGnhC-RJhCc/s200/lynne-twist-300x195.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 130px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;Happy Grati-Tuesday!   I am grateful for Lynne Twist - author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Soul of Money&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;, co-founder of The Pachamama Alliance and humanitarian extraordinaire.  It was my privilege to hear Lynne speak at the Coaches Training Institute's Summit in Florida this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;Let me tell you, this girl knows how to lead!!  She educates, inspires and empowers people and organizations.  She does it with grace, gratitude, humor and love.  Yes, and....she needs more girl-power.  She needs us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynne Twist and The Packamama Alliance has provided the funding for the initial development of the FOUR YEARS. GO. campaign.  View the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/B_6iTCo5Ci8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B_6iTCo5Ci8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B_6iTCo5Ci8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's work together.  Make your commitment to Four Years. Go. by visiting their website &lt;a href="http://fouryearsgo.org/"&gt;www.fouryearsgo.org &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lynne Twist -- way to Lead Like a Girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-9003787537095787279?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9003787537095787279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-grati-tuesday-i-am-grateful-for.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/9003787537095787279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/9003787537095787279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-grati-tuesday-i-am-grateful-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlAvJH0OXq8/TW1N0FqDU4I/AAAAAAAAACI/jGnhC-RJhCc/s72-c/lynne-twist-300x195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4185986609267941167</id><published>2011-02-22T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:04:43.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKR1wmwzlLE/TWPPJMDtKhI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tnjk4XxtvRE/s1600/Paula%2B%2526%2BElizabeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576528520377346578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKR1wmwzlLE/TWPPJMDtKhI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tnjk4XxtvRE/s200/Paula%2B%2526%2BElizabeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOT! TOOT! Happy Grati-Tuesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no such thing as gratitude unexpressed. If it is unexpressed, it is plain, old-fashioned ingratitude. (Robert Brault)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take TWO minutes to TOOT! TOOT! Show your Gratitude on Happy Grati-Tuesday. Pick TWO people and express gratitude. Give them a TOOT! TOOT! Happy Grati-Tuesday! Thank you! Thank you! for BEING YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Tuesday if you pick two and I pick two and two more pick two and so on and so on...we will wipe out ingratitude on Happy Grati-Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two Happy Grati-Tuesday shout outs go to Elizabeth and Paula. Snowshoe, cross country and snow fun play pals! TOOT! TOOT! Happy Grati-Tuesday!! Thank you! Thank you! for BEING YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to TOOT! TOOT! Happy Grati-Tuesday! Thank you! Thank you! on their Facebook walls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will you TOOT! TOOT! Today? Let's get viral and wipe out ingratitude on Happy Grati-Tuesday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4185986609267941167?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4185986609267941167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/toot-toot-happy-grati-tuesday-there-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4185986609267941167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4185986609267941167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/toot-toot-happy-grati-tuesday-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKR1wmwzlLE/TWPPJMDtKhI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tnjk4XxtvRE/s72-c/Paula%2B%2526%2BElizabeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8186633257333244903</id><published>2011-02-15T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:27:17.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIwT6XfqSSk/TVqpTdcNrII/AAAAAAAAABs/hlXVfLSUzus/s1600/Heart%2BHealth%2BGraphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIwT6XfqSSk/TVqpTdcNrII/AAAAAAAAABs/hlXVfLSUzus/s200/Heart%2BHealth%2BGraphic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573953640609983618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gratitude is the memory of the heart. ~Jean Baptiste Massieu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Grati-Tuesday! Today I’m grateful for my heart. Yes, the one that loves and the one that keeps me alive. I’ve been a little lazy of late. My pants had a discussion in the closet yesterday and told my a$$ that it is getting out of control. The message was delivered via a semi-permanent button engraving on my belly. It would appear I’ve taken my heart for granted. Putting my exercise aside while I enjoyed too many calories and too many overbooked days and nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough! Tick Tock! The Heart needs to Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made my heart a promise -- at first light, we play! My fuzzy brain and limbs were less than thrilled. Yet when my heart started beating out that rhythm of Joy to be Alive, my whole body went happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heart -- thank you for showing up for me...even when I forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8186633257333244903?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8186633257333244903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/gratitude-is-memory-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8186633257333244903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8186633257333244903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/gratitude-is-memory-of-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIwT6XfqSSk/TVqpTdcNrII/AAAAAAAAABs/hlXVfLSUzus/s72-c/Heart%2BHealth%2BGraphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3032324921660844926</id><published>2011-02-08T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:37:57.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVFjBxrcObI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzuYJS0z3AM/s1600/Flower%2BRings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571343096200575410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVFjBxrcObI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzuYJS0z3AM/s200/Flower%2BRings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVFh8-q4pbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/f9HkMwOFHL8/s1600/CO%2BSunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. ~ Marcel Proust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to Grati-Tuesdays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take just a few moments to feel gratitude for those in our lives that make us happy. The ones that help us weed our garden of negative thoughts and behaviors. Our charming gardeners that push us to sow seeds of delight. The people that pop into our lives for a moment, an hour, a day, a season or a lifetime. They touch our lives and make our souls blossom. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you remember to thank YOU? You are the landscape artist of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give yourself a Grati-Tuesday hug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3032324921660844926?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3032324921660844926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-us-be-grateful-to-people-who-make.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3032324921660844926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3032324921660844926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-us-be-grateful-to-people-who-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolyn Beeley-CEO (Chief Enjoyment Officer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644408368148232023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVCjwMgounI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Lao8Nub1JA/s220/Passport1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLhQRJkYZz4/TVFjBxrcObI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzuYJS0z3AM/s72-c/Flower%2BRings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-7780040462928549171</id><published>2010-06-06T02:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:00:40.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OFF button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commuinication'/><title type='text'>When Multi-Tasking has become Task-Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today was my first chance to sleep in for quite some time. And it will likely be my last for the foreseeable future. I have a lot of things on my proverbial plate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I leave in three days for a week long leadership program (you know, the kind that digs into all your emotional “stuff” with 17 other leaders doing the same) immediately followed by an 18 hour flight to Dubai to teach a class (and a few days of fun before I head home). Before I can leave, I have to go to a co-worker’s wedding, help a friend move, pay the bills, send a Father’s Day gift, and set up the info for my house sitters on the care &amp;amp; feeding of my pets/plants. Wow…I got a little tired just typing that list!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But this morning, before realizing how tired I was just thinking about all I have to do, I was on a roll! I got up early (well…early for me!), checked my e-mail, fed the cats, picked up a little around the house, and then hit the kitchen to make breakfast. My mind was already racing with all I needed to get done today before my friend picks me up for the wedding we’re going to this afternoon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am trying to use up the last bit of food in my fridge before abandoning ship for 2.5 weeks. For me, that means a lot of omelets &amp;amp; fruit smoothies to use up my produce. So when I hit the kitchen, the slicing &amp;amp; dicing began immediately!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pepper…CHOPPED!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spinach…SAUTEED!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Eggs…WHIPPED!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fruit…SLICED &amp;amp; IN THE BLENDER!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I threw my veggies in the pan to get the omelet going. Then I plugged in the blender and hit the button. Nothing happened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Oh for God’s sake,” I thought, cursing the blender under my breath. “You’re going to choose TODAY to stop working? No…I won’t accept it!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I unplugged the blender and tried a different outlet. Just as I was about to hit the button again to see if the new outlet would solve my problem, I realized the “the button” I had been pushing was indeed the biggest button on the console. It was also the OFF button. Huh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_umUq86NZRXY/TUkOMNaNSxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/NEpzb6SX7LY/s1600/2010-06-05+09.59.34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_umUq86NZRXY/TUkOMNaNSxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/NEpzb6SX7LY/s400/2010-06-05+09.59.34.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pushed the biggest button and the darn thing didn't work. &lt;br /&gt;Oh...that's because the biggest button is the OFF button!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I stopped and chuckled at myself. As I had been setting up the blender my thoughts were about an email someone had not bothered to answer. I was going through a whole list of reasons why THAT person was wrong. Broken. Mean. Unacceptable in her behavior. I had a whole list of things flying through my head that made me right and her wrong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But then I thought for a second, “Maybe I’ve been pushing her “OFF” button.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Could it be that I was actually the one who was unacceptable &amp;amp; wrong? That my message didn’t land well with her because of the way it was stated? Was I thinking about all the things I could change about her to get the results I wanted when really all I needed to do was hit the right button?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maybe I’d multi-tasked myself into sending the wrong message!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Women are incredible multi-taskers. Studies &amp;amp; articles out there discuss this as a strong point in how women lead and I have to agree…I use the heck out of that skill!! But sometimes we go from multi-tasking to task-overload without even knowing we’ve gone around the bend!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;One day, task #5 might push you over the edge. Other days, you’re good until task #10! Only you know how much you can handle. But when you begin yelling at the blender because the OFF button won’t puree your pineapple chunks…that’s a pretty good sign you’ve taken on one task too many for that day!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;And when your task involves communicating with another person, make sure you’re communicating in a way that’s productive for BOTH of you. Ask yourself, “Am I hitting this person’s OFF button? How can I change what I’m saying to get the results I want…because what I’m doing now is NOT working!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;My blender gave me a double whammy in the lesson department today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Know what you      can take on in a given day. Allow yourself to say no to tasks that will      slow you down and/or make you less efficient in the primary tasks on your      list that day. Because the truth of the matter is you might say yes to      taking them on…but you’ll be in “OFF-button” mode by the time you get to      them. And when that happens both you AND the task suffer !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;If you’re      communicating with someone and nothing is happening…you may be hitting      his/her OFF button! Don’t keep trying to change that person (like I did by      plugging the blender into a new outlet). Change YOUR behavior! Pick a      different button &amp;amp; see how that works!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’d also like to thank my blender for an outstanding smoothie. Just what I needed after learning all those lessons! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What are your      personal signals you’ve gone from multi-tasking to task overload?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Who’s OFF button      have you been pushing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;How can you      change the way YOU communicate rather than plugging that person into a new      outlet?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-7780040462928549171?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7780040462928549171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-multi-tasking-has-become-task.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7780040462928549171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7780040462928549171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-multi-tasking-has-become-task.html' title='When Multi-Tasking has become Task-Overload'/><author><name>Lead Like a Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14689577027544541117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_umUq86NZRXY/R3QGBeroXiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5L4XG2ZaFf0/S220/Flower+the+size+of+my+head.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_umUq86NZRXY/TUkOMNaNSxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/NEpzb6SX7LY/s72-c/2010-06-05+09.59.34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-6336231326459374661</id><published>2009-12-02T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:53:40.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women &amp; Leadership Webinar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SxapOLVdJiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1Isv-Mi08Vk/s1600-h/woman+at+desk+with+bald+guy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410698063358273058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SxapOLVdJiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1Isv-Mi08Vk/s200/woman+at+desk+with+bald+guy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Are you actually BETTER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; to lead in today's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;corporate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;culture&lt;/span&gt; than your male counterparts?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Want to find out why women are better positioned to lead in today's corporate culture? Register for this FREE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;webinar&lt;/span&gt; hosted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rowley&lt;/span&gt; Associates based on their recent report and see how just being a woman might help you excel in corporate America! (There were only 9 seats left when I last checked the link...so hurry!!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Webinar&lt;/span&gt; Registration Link: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4xmTZ6"&gt;http://bit.ly/4xmTZ6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-6336231326459374661?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6336231326459374661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-leadership-webinar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6336231326459374661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6336231326459374661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-leadership-webinar.html' title='Women &amp; Leadership Webinar'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SxapOLVdJiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1Isv-Mi08Vk/s72-c/woman+at+desk+with+bald+guy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-7065605516421392990</id><published>2009-11-13T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:48:16.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamourous Women, Great Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sv18Y5Wya3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WSw7ywfwHlE/s1600-h/Amy+Pohler+(Glamour).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403611895069567858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sv18Y5Wya3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WSw7ywfwHlE/s200/Amy+Pohler+(Glamour).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Amy Pohler...still funny and giving great advice to girls as she received one of Glamour's 2009 Women of the Year awards!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women continue to inspire &amp;amp; amaze people.  We're not sure why...since women have always had the capacity to do amazing things.  Apparently people are just paying closer attention now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glamour Magazine honored a bevy of talented and brave women at their 2009 Women of the Year gala earlier this week.  Honorees included Maya Angelou, Stella McCartney, Amy Pohler, and Google genius Marissa Mayer among others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As one of the recipients, Amy Pohler's acceptance speech included my favorite piece of advice from the evening: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Girls, if boys say something that isn't funny...you don't have to laugh!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ah, the honesty to only laugh when a joke is funny...seems so small but really says a lot about knowing yourself.  And what makes you laugh!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So girls, laugh all you want if his jokes are funny.  But if the jokes aren't funny and you keep laughing...you're dooming yourself to an lifetime of those same unfunny jokes.  And life is just TOO short for bad jokes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Check out highlights of this year's event (including Amy's advice &amp;amp; some killer fashions) at the link below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/women-of-the-year/video/2009/watch-highlights-from-the-2009-women-of-they-year-event"&gt;http://www.glamour.com/women-of-the-year/video/2009/watch-highlights-from-the-2009-women-of-they-year-event&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-7065605516421392990?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7065605516421392990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/glamourous-women-great-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7065605516421392990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7065605516421392990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/glamourous-women-great-advice.html' title='Glamourous Women, Great Advice'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sv18Y5Wya3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WSw7ywfwHlE/s72-c/Amy+Pohler+(Glamour).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-7861955440313584729</id><published>2009-10-09T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:22:48.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Womenomics--A Good Read To Help You Toward The Life You Want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Ss-QH3TWCBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LdkehKZxr9A/s1600-h/abc_claire_katty_090529_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390685743764342802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Ss-QH3TWCBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LdkehKZxr9A/s200/abc_claire_katty_090529_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shipman&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Katty&lt;/span&gt; Kay--Authors of the book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Womenomics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of my favorite books out there right now is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Womenomics&lt;/span&gt;." It's a great look at women in the workforce today and how they can tackle the things standing between them and the lives they really want. From when to give strategic yeses &amp;amp; nos to how to create your own definition of success...this is a great read for women of all ages &amp;amp; life paths!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Womenomics&lt;/span&gt; Blog at the following link: &lt;a href="http://blogs.abcnews.com/womenomics/"&gt;http://blogs.abcnews.com/womenomics/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-7861955440313584729?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7861955440313584729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/womenomics-good-read-to-help-you-toward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7861955440313584729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/7861955440313584729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/womenomics-good-read-to-help-you-toward.html' title='Womenomics--A Good Read To Help You Toward The Life You Want!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Ss-QH3TWCBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LdkehKZxr9A/s72-c/abc_claire_katty_090529_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-6817323748104043006</id><published>2009-09-19T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:48:55.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership qualities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk-taking'/><title type='text'>Leading Ladies or The Men in Charge: Who Has The Best Leadership Qualities?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrUI00e2tBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x1HShYzzuYo/s1600-h/top10-women-leaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383218633125573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrUI00e2tBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x1HShYzzuYo/s200/top10-women-leaders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What sets women apart in the way they lead?  Compassion? Their ability to build a team? Or could it be their willingness to take risks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you think about key leaders in your organization, community, or even around the world...who do you consider to be the best leaders?  What qualities make that person a leader you admire &amp;amp; respect?  And are those qualities associated with gender or are they qualities that good leaders have regardless of whether they wear neck ties or pumps to the office?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this article from About.com, Linda Lowen explores that question and shares insight from some recent studies on the topic.  Take a look.  See what you think.  Are the traits women have used to run their families and build relationships coming to be more valued in the business world?  Do women make the best leaders?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARTICLE--Qualities of Women Leaders: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/rldNa"&gt;http://bit.ly/rldNa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-6817323748104043006?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6817323748104043006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/leading-ladies-or-men-in-charge-who-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6817323748104043006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6817323748104043006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/leading-ladies-or-men-in-charge-who-has.html' title='Leading Ladies or The Men in Charge: Who Has The Best Leadership Qualities?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrUI00e2tBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x1HShYzzuYo/s72-c/top10-women-leaders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4328167045196042904</id><published>2009-09-18T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:02:15.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voicemail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;good guy&quot;'/><title type='text'>Being Single Is Sounding Better &amp; Better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrOs1L18DLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/idlhQkgcEUA/s1600-h/good+guy+t-shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382836009349942450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrOs1L18DLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/idlhQkgcEUA/s200/good+guy+t-shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;When a guy has to advertise the fact he's a good guy...is he really?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes it gets to you...being a single girl.  You wonder what it would be like to come home to someone every night.  You miss the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to snuggle up on the couch with your man and watch an episode of "Lost" or maybe your favorite reality TV guilty pleasure.  And wouldn't it be nice to have someone listen to the reasons you're insecure about your position at work...maybe offer a little advice on how to deal with your crazy boss?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course being single has its upsides too.  You can go the entire weeks during the winter without ever shaving your legs and no one complains.  You can have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;avocado&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; a pint of ice cream for dinner because you just don't feel like cooking...and no one complains.  You can spend hours on the phone or in person with your girlfriends gabbing about the latest trends and why Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aniston&lt;/span&gt; is still single herself.  It can be nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And occasionally, you'll run across something like this, which makes you actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; your single-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dom&lt;/span&gt;!  Or...if you are in a  relationship and perhaps wondering if you chose well...listening to this will confirm, "Hey...at least I'm not with THAT guy!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So have a good Friday.  Laugh.  And revel in the fact that even though your life may not be perfect...at least you're not dating a guy who leaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;voice mails&lt;/span&gt; that land him on local radio stations for being a tool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I'm a good guy..." &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/4lwZCe"&gt;http://bit.ly/4lwZCe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4328167045196042904?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4328167045196042904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-single-is-sounding-better-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4328167045196042904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4328167045196042904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-single-is-sounding-better-better.html' title='Being Single Is Sounding Better &amp; Better...'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SrOs1L18DLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/idlhQkgcEUA/s72-c/good+guy+t-shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3311591993853827868</id><published>2009-09-13T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:22:20.033-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner dialogue'/><title type='text'>Do You Limit Your Own Success?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sq03hTWCPVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fCqMyO6tocE/s1600-h/scared+woman--peeking+btwn+fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381018175045516626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sq03hTWCPVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fCqMyO6tocE/s200/scared+woman--peeking+btwn+fingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Is your fear holding you back?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What does your inner dialogue telling you about how far you can go in the work place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you greet every day thinking, "I can DO IT!!" Or is there an inner voice (probably peppered w/ things you've heard in your past) saying, "Do you REALLY think you can do this? You better slow down and aim for something you can actually achieve."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you're experiencing, chances are you're not alone. Check out this article, which include 10 questions you can ask yourself to see if YOU might be the limiting factor in your career success. And if you're really brave, take the author's suggestion that you sit down with a group of friends &amp;amp; share your answers to see if you all can't climb the ladder a little faster together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Women Can Overcome Professional Fears&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/PaxtQ"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://bit.ly/PaxtQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3311591993853827868?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3311591993853827868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-limit-your-own-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3311591993853827868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3311591993853827868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-limit-your-own-success.html' title='Do You Limit Your Own Success?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sq03hTWCPVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fCqMyO6tocE/s72-c/scared+woman--peeking+btwn+fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-1889093870580341589</id><published>2009-09-09T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:34:38.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carrot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg'/><title type='text'>When It Comes to Adversity, Are you A Carrot, An Egg, or A Cup Of Coffee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqfmRC9wd_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gQfTs7nozeQ/s1600-h/coffee-cup-cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521460445411314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqfmRC9wd_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gQfTs7nozeQ/s200/coffee-cup-cartoon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sqfl7oJ4MqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fiz12GBu1Dk/s1600-h/carrotts.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521092471239330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sqfl7oJ4MqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fiz12GBu1Dk/s200/carrotts.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqfmAd1mhPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yyf-VCVlhcI/s1600-h/cartoon+eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521175601186034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqfmAd1mhPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yyf-VCVlhcI/s200/cartoon+eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, my friend Cindi forwarded me the following story. Not typically one to read forwards, I’m not sure what compelled me to read this one. Maybe it’s because Cindi doesn’t forward stuff often and I thought it must be good if she took the time to forward it. Or maybe I just really wanted some coffee (even if only to read about it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read it I just knew it was perfect for a discussion question on the Lead Like a Girl page! So take a little me-time to read this and then ask yourself: Am I a carrot, an egg, or a cup of coffee? We’d love to hear your thoughts…so share your answer &amp;amp; maybe the story that tested you like the items in this story are tested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Carrot, An Egg, And A Cup Of Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first pot she placed carrots. In the second pot she placed eggs. In the last pot she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in another bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to her daughter, she said, “Tell me what you see.” ”Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” the daughter replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?” Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. ”Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door,how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?”Ask yourself this question: Which am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-1889093870580341589?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1889093870580341589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-it-comes-to-adversity-are-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1889093870580341589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1889093870580341589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-it-comes-to-adversity-are-you.html' title='When It Comes to Adversity, Are you A Carrot, An Egg, or A Cup Of Coffee?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqfmRC9wd_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gQfTs7nozeQ/s72-c/coffee-cup-cartoon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8746245094704672044</id><published>2009-09-07T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:31:29.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inmates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic violence'/><title type='text'>Inmates warning others about domestic violence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqXPbcBeIoI/AAAAAAAAADY/3F2caG42bQk/s1600-h/prison+play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378933400249705090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqXPbcBeIoI/AAAAAAAAADY/3F2caG42bQk/s200/prison+play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Inmates at the Women's Community Correctional Center will put on a play about domestic violence titled "Love is Blind." In this scene, Frank, played by Karen Kaahu, screams at his wife Maile, played by Lisa Antonio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another amazing example of leadership! Check out this article about how women inmates in Hawaii are turning their bad experiences into a play to teach young women how to avoid domestic violence. It's like the old saying goes, "It's n...ever too late to be what you might have been." Remember that and know that no matter where you are in your life, you can be a leader, an inspiration, or a friend to someone RIGHT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Full Article: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/Hawaii_Prison"&gt;http://bit.ly/Hawaii_Prison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8746245094704672044?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8746245094704672044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/inmates-warning-others-about-domestic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8746245094704672044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8746245094704672044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/inmates-warning-others-about-domestic.html' title='Inmates warning others about domestic violence'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SqXPbcBeIoI/AAAAAAAAADY/3F2caG42bQk/s72-c/prison+play.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4731721204453306589</id><published>2009-08-27T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:53:13.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generation gap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DeeDee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Lead Like a Girl...Use Social Media to Organize a Movement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SpadVOX0zhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pCI5w099bt0/s1600-h/DeeDee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374656193274105362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SpadVOX0zhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pCI5w099bt0/s200/DeeDee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BV Thinks Pink!  Dee Dee James, center, stands with dozens of pink-clad Buckeye Valley High School students in the school’s cafeteria. BVHS students organized on the Internet to wear pink in support of James, a school secretary who is fighting breast cancer.  (From The Delaware Gazette, 8/27/09)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Perhaps it's because I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep for the last few nights. Perhaps it's because the woman featured in this article is a close family friend. Or perhaps it's because the kids that organized this are just so friggin' cool! Whatever the case, this article made me boo-hoo cry when I read it this morning:  &lt;a href="http://www.delgazette.com/local.asp?story=1"&gt;http://www.delgazette.com/local.asp?story=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often complain about "the younger generation" and they way they are constantly tied to their cell phones and facebook pages. The way they don't listen. We wonder if they'll ever be able to have quote, unquote "normal" relationships because even though they are whizzes with electronics and social media tools, they fall short when it comes to face to face interactions. And what's with the short attention span and constant need to share with the world what they're doing at this very moment? Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may not get the younger generation and wonder how they turned out this way...but they have complaints about "the older generation" too! Why can't you just let them work when there's stuff to do and enjoy life the rest of the time? Why can't you deal with change a little better? After all, there's new technology coming out every day...why can't you give up that old school cell phone for an iPhone. Oh, and learn to use facebook while you're at it...millions of other people figure it out every day. Why can't you just accept it's the new way to communicate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article reminds me that it's not the generation gap or changing technology that keeps us from connecting, it's our own limiting beliefs. And why would we want to stop ourselves from connecting the way they did in this little town? A student led, mini-fashion revolution spread to the staff &amp;amp; faculty and ended up making the first day of school one I'm sure my friend DeeDee will never forget. Imagine coming back from a summer of painful surgery &amp;amp; chemotherapy to a sea of pink clad staff &amp;amp; students saying, "we love you and support you" on the first day of school. That may be the best medicine anyone could get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever you are, young or old, ask yourself this today: How can I organize a mini-movement to show people in my life who could use a lift that there's a whole world of people out there thinking about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got one? Good! Whether you call one friend and offer support or enlist the masses via your tweets today, bring the spirit of BV High School to your life and the lives of those around you. You'll be glad you did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4731721204453306589?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4731721204453306589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/lead-like-girluse-social-media-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4731721204453306589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4731721204453306589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/lead-like-girluse-social-media-to.html' title='Lead Like a Girl...Use Social Media to Organize a Movement!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SpadVOX0zhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pCI5w099bt0/s72-c/DeeDee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-677845039435826071</id><published>2009-08-04T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:51:02.254-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotypes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinking shears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><title type='text'>Lead Like a Girl by Letting Go of Your Stereotypes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Snjy0kw7g0I/AAAAAAAAADI/_0KvqQ_iG2Q/s1600-h/coupons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366305941047968578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Snjy0kw7g0I/AAAAAAAAADI/_0KvqQ_iG2Q/s200/coupons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Coupons...not just for girls anymore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I seem to spend a lot of my time these days looking for subtle (or not so subtle) differences between the way men and women to things. Once I find a difference, I start thinking about it and building an essay, list or scenario about how that difference translates into leadership styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was clipping coupons and thought to myself, “Aha! Coupons…there’s something a guy would never do! And it must point to some difference in the way men &amp;amp; women handle money. Yes…I’ll look for some stats on that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the seed of my idea was planted. Not long after, I discovered links to a few articles and books about women and finances. Perfect! This was coming together too easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next trip to the local Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helping a friend of mine decorate for a big event she’d been hired to put on. The night before, I’d been up at her place until the wee hours of the morning ironing stitch witchery along the uneven cuts on some fabric so we could fashion table runners for the event’s check-in table. Now I was at Target buying strings of white lights (for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt;) before I headed over to meet her at the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of me was a young man with a baby. He appeared to be a single dad (no wedding ring). He also appeared to be doing a fabulous job managing his shopping and keeping the baby entertained. I watched as he placed his items on the belt and the clerk rang each one up. When she finished and told the man his total he said, “Actually, I have these,” as he handed her a small stack of coupons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh? What was this guy doing?! In that moment a million things ran through my head:&lt;br /&gt;--Is this guy serious?&lt;br /&gt;--What self respecting dude uses coupons?&lt;br /&gt;--Where did he get those…because I could really use a few of them?&lt;br /&gt;--You just blew my stereotype. Now what am I going to write about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little perplexed but still certain men &amp;amp; women really ARE different, I continued on to the event venue to meet my friend. When I got there, she was in full party planning mode and the decorations were flying. She’d give an order and 3 or 4 guys would carry it out. In essence, she was the brain, they were the brawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, we’d finished the heavy lifting and were down to the little details. My friend pulled out the table runners just as the guy who’d been in charge of decorations the previous year came into the building. He headed over to our table and we all started chatting. At one point, I mentioned my late night, stitch witchery, and never wanting to see an iron again. And then this guy says, “Did you ever consider using pinking shears?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Again…for the second time that day…a guy left me a bit speechless. Pinking shears? Since when do guys mess around with pinking shears? And what was he talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” he continued (probably because my friend and I were staring at him a bit dumbfounded), “they’re great for doing table runners. The uneven edge hides any frayed spots or places you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t cut exactly straight. Saves a lot of time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued chatting with the man who actually knew tons about event planning &amp;amp; may have even given us some cooking tips…I was too shell shocked at that point to take any more in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you’re thinking. There are lots of men who clip coupons and can dish out decorating tips…and they’re all gay. Not true. Both of the guys I’d encountered were brawny, manly types. They COMPLETELY shattered the stereotype I’d been building in my head since deciding to write about coupon clipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that day, I’m a little bit more careful before rushing to categorize people. And you know what…I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been pretty surprised at some of the things I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereotypes definitely exist for a reason. In many cases, they’re totally true and can certainly provide us with clues on how to approach, interact with, and lead people. But very rarely do they tell the WHOLE story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let yourself be shocked by what the people in your life know, do, &amp;amp; enjoy. Yes, even the men. Ask them to share something surprising about themselves with you. And revel in the sameness you discover the two of you share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-677845039435826071?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/677845039435826071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/lead-like-girl-by-letting-go-of-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/677845039435826071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/677845039435826071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/lead-like-girl-by-letting-go-of-your.html' title='Lead Like a Girl by Letting Go of Your Stereotypes'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Snjy0kw7g0I/AAAAAAAAADI/_0KvqQ_iG2Q/s72-c/coupons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-2876374771241600326</id><published>2009-07-13T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:26:09.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington Post: "Fixing the Economy? It's Women's Work."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SltDTWhLH-I/AAAAAAAAADA/s7Uf1TmbM-Y/s1600-h/stretching+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357950181428633570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SltDTWhLH-I/AAAAAAAAADA/s7Uf1TmbM-Y/s200/stretching+money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta love that companies with more women in leadership positions are doing better financially!  Are you able to stretch a dollar like no other?!  What are your tricks &amp;amp; tips?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to our friend Frances who told us about this story in the Outlook section of today's Washington Post! Turns out women might be the one to save the day in these troubled economic times. What do you think? Will it be women who save the day? What do you do in your own life to save money and deal with the economy? We'd love to hear from you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington Post article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/07/10/AR2009071002358.html"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/07/10/AR2009071002358.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-2876374771241600326?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2876374771241600326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/washington-post-fixing-economy-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2876374771241600326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2876374771241600326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/washington-post-fixing-economy-its.html' title='Washington Post: &quot;Fixing the Economy? It&apos;s Women&apos;s Work.&quot;'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SltDTWhLH-I/AAAAAAAAADA/s7Uf1TmbM-Y/s72-c/stretching+money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3112380675231775759</id><published>2009-07-08T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:21:11.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Discussion: How Do Your Photographs Show What You Value...And How Does That Translate Into Your Leadership Style?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlVSNUbGHfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9gQ-wBMkTM8/s1600-h/camera+on+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356277720601206258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlVSNUbGHfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9gQ-wBMkTM8/s200/camera+on+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your photos say about you and your leadership style?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing about the differences between men &amp;amp; women's photo albums and how they related to leadership styles, I started thinking about what has meant the most to me in the places I've led. My essay painted a picture that certainly holds true for me (i.e. my leadership style focuses strongly on the people) but I wonder what I may have missed...what may be different for other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my photos are of special moments in my life...trips, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;achievements&lt;/span&gt;, summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barbecues&lt;/span&gt; on my patio. But the setting isn't what's most important to me...I always try to get pictures of the people who are sharing the memory with me. More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;specifically&lt;/span&gt; I try to take pictures of myself WITH the people who are sharing special moments with me. I have a thousand pictures of "me &amp;amp; someone" that I took with my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;outstretched&lt;/span&gt; hand (and for the record...I've gotten pretty good at it!). Sometimes I get an offer by a passer-by to help take the picture...but I tell the person, "That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...this is sort of my thing!" I don't know why I do this...but in the moment it feels like I'm sharing that occasion with one person (or a few) who will be able to look back and remember that instant. If not in a memory, then when they see the photo that we took of ourselves to commemorate the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way this translates into my leadership style is that I try to create special moments for those that I lead. Sometimes it’s remembering a birthday and having a little celebration. Sometimes it’s a made up PowerPoint certificate of achievement for a silly thing that happened on a big project (“Baker of the Best Baked Goods Ever” and “Busted While Busting a Move” come to mind). Whatever it is, I try to let the members of my team know that I value them, that what they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; done is special or important to the team, and that I do recognize their hard work…which I’m hoping for more of it in the future! And of course, I always have my camera poised to capture the moment on film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you…are your photographs mostly of people and sentimental events? How does that translate into your leadership style? Or perhaps I missed the boat all together when I said it was only men who typically value titles, outcomes, and things as evidenced by their pictures of motorcycles and boats...and you feel like you belong on that list? Or maybe you’re on the list that seems to provide common ground for us all and you have pictures of the one thing you value most…your dog?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the answer, we’d love you to share! So tell us, what do you value and how does it show up in the way you lead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3112380675231775759?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3112380675231775759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-do-your-photographs-show-what-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3112380675231775759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3112380675231775759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-do-your-photographs-show-what-you.html' title='Discussion: How Do Your Photographs Show What You Value...And How Does That Translate Into Your Leadership Style?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlVSNUbGHfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9gQ-wBMkTM8/s72-c/camera+on+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5203839871477875590</id><published>2009-07-07T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:26:14.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl through your Camera Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlOEd073nFI/AAAAAAAAACw/h9QmRDetuiM/s1600-h/girl+with+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355770029834476626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlOEd073nFI/AAAAAAAAACw/h9QmRDetuiM/s200/girl+with+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Photos tell us a lot about what people love...AND about how they lead!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;What we value says a lot about how we lead.  I was reminded of this the other day when a few friends posted photo albums on facebook, the subjects of which were a compilation of “my life” and/or “things I love.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first album I saw was posted by a male friend of mine.  It had 24 pictures in all, only four of which included people.  And in those pictures…the people appeared to be there merely to highlight the things they were next to.  Not that the things they highlighted weren’t nice…they were.  But the majority of the pictures were of inanimate objects that pointed towards my friend’s status as an owner of them.  The album included pictures of two boats, a big house (complete with mini-bar, which warranted its own photo), a pool, a car, a motorcycle (which was labeled “one of my children”), a 55” TV, and a few pictures of aircraft that were part of a past life in the army. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there was a picture of his dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second album belonged to one of my girlfriends.  This is an ever growing album titled “things i heart” and is currently up to 29 photos.  Of those, only five do NOT include people.  Her photos include her husband, her sister, a picture of her with her dad, her new niece, her sisters-in-law, her cousin, her friends, a photo from one of the Muslim embassies on Embassy Day with her wrapped in a makeshift headdress, and a lovely shot of her next to Kermit the Frog in the Smithsonian.  Even the photos that did not include people had clever captions.  They weren’t just pictures of things…they really told a story about this girl and what she loves. They included a lovely bell tower in Puerto Rico, a fine example of German engineering (I know because the caption told me so), a rain storm she got to watch from indoors rather than being in it, a pink martini from her birthday dinner, and an old floppy disk with the caption: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“i heart finding REALLY OLD random floppy disks in the desk drawers at work!! this reminds me, i also heart the 80s!!!(ps, this is just about the actual size of this thing...it's HUGE!!)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah…and she also had quite a few pictures of her dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference in these albums really made me wonder how that tied to the way men and women lead.  If these albums are any indication, it seems that men are more focused on the mission.  Stuff.  Titles.  Outcomes.  Having something to show for all the hard work.  Did we get a check in the “W” column or was the project a failure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women on the other hand often find their value in relationships, experiences and what happens on the journey.  Maybe the project didn’t go as well as it could have…but the team got along fantastically and built camaraderie for the next big project.  No need to hold off celebrating until the end of the project…let’s find a way to make the milestones fun events in themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of these leadership styles is right or wrong…and truth be told, most teams would benefit from a little of both.  But in our haste to sometimes strive to fit into a “man’s world” let’s not forget all the value women bring as leaders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So celebrate people’s birthdays.  Take a long lunch to pat your team on the back for reaching a big milestone within a project.  And take pictures of the people.  The events.  And yes, even the achievements themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the personal photos you keep in your office say a lot about you to your team and co-workers.  Our pictures reflect what we love.  What we love reflects our values.  And our values strongly influence how we lead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what we value, be it our achievements or our teams, we can all agree on one thing.  Everyone values their dogs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5203839871477875590?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5203839871477875590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-lead-like-girl-through-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5203839871477875590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5203839871477875590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-lead-like-girl-through-your.html' title='How to Lead Like a Girl through your Camera Lens'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SlOEd073nFI/AAAAAAAAACw/h9QmRDetuiM/s72-c/girl+with+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-285188785371277961</id><published>2009-06-16T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:09:27.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polarization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Discussion: How do you feel about the word "girl?"  Love it?  Hate it?  Would rather be called a woman/lady/chick? Let us know!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SjgXtJRsHmI/AAAAAAAAACo/pSp1fdwZXpo/s1600-h/girls+with+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348050621854129762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SjgXtJRsHmI/AAAAAAAAACo/pSp1fdwZXpo/s200/girls+with+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bringing in cake to celebrate successes...something girl leaders love to do!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started writing and collecting stories under the banner "Lead Like a Girl," I thought it was a fun way to let people know the stories were about women in leadership and make it a positive spin on the old adage, "You hit like a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, I've found people either love it or hate it...there doesn't seem to be a middle ground. On the positive side, the feedback I've gotten is:&lt;br /&gt;--It's fun&lt;br /&gt;--It's youthful&lt;br /&gt;--I love it...I want to learn more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the opposite spectrum, I've also gotten some people who are a bit miffed by the name. These folks tend to focus specifically on the "girl" word. Some of the feedback I get from people who don't like the name is:&lt;br /&gt;--It's demeaning&lt;br /&gt;--I'm skilled and knowledgeable...I'm way past the "girl" stage&lt;br /&gt;--I prefer to be called xxxxxxx (insert woman, lady, chick, female, or your choice of word here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm intrigued by the polarization the word girl seems to cause. My intent was to take women back to a time when they weren't so focused on trying to fit in to a "man's world" and just did what came naturally to them as leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when my best friend &amp;amp; I were co-editors of the yearbook our senior year in high school, we baked a cake for each person's birthday as it came up throughout the year. This seemed to me to be something a girl was more focused on...remembering birthdays and celebrating. People loved the attention (or maybe they just wanted the cake) and seemed to genuinely appreciate the effort we made which was our way to say, "Thanks for being part of the team and all your hard work…even on your birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good or bad, I'm sticking with "Lead Like a Girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Are you a girl? A woman? A lady? A chick? Or do you have the ability to be each of them when you need to and enjoy your unique ability to do so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-285188785371277961?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/285188785371277961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/discussion-how-do-you-feel-about-word.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/285188785371277961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/285188785371277961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/discussion-how-do-you-feel-about-word.html' title='Discussion: How do you feel about the word &quot;girl?&quot;  Love it?  Hate it?  Would rather be called a woman/lady/chick? Let us know!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SjgXtJRsHmI/AAAAAAAAACo/pSp1fdwZXpo/s72-c/girls+with+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-2172145186959195187</id><published>2009-06-05T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:03:12.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women in Wine Artist'/><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl Artistically!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SinbktK82-I/AAAAAAAAACg/q2y3IKn2GLU/s1600-h/women+in+wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344043856499104738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SinbktK82-I/AAAAAAAAACg/q2y3IKn2GLU/s200/women+in+wine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Check out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leannelainefineart.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.leannelainefineart.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, a cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gallery&lt;/span&gt; of "women in wine" art you're sure to love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gotta love twitter for the exposure to cool things you never would have otherwise stumbled upon! Here's a link to Leanne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Laine's&lt;/span&gt; gallery with some pretty cool pieces. She's internationally known as "The Women in Wine" Artist. If you're a woman and/or like wine...you'll love these pieces! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So stop by &amp;amp; support a cool girl with cool art.  Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-2172145186959195187?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2172145186959195187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-out-httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2172145186959195187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2172145186959195187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-out-httpwww.html' title='How to Lead Like a Girl Artistically!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SinbktK82-I/AAAAAAAAACg/q2y3IKn2GLU/s72-c/women+in+wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-6929486735621664930</id><published>2009-06-04T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:16:04.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiki tours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigo Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl...Road Trip Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SidJhPqD7iI/AAAAAAAAACY/28XL1j-MPHs/s1600-h/t+%26+l+in+the+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343320318385843746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SidJhPqD7iI/AAAAAAAAACY/28XL1j-MPHs/s200/t+%26+l+in+the+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing says fun like a road trip...but what does that mean about how we lead?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever noticed the differences between men &amp;amp; women on a road trip? I mean aside from the obvious. Clearly only one group would choose to listen to Metallica’s Greatest Hits half way across country. Have you ever taken it a step farther and thought about how these differences might translate into how we lead? Ok, maybe that’s just me…I seem to look for leadership in everything. But I swear it’s true…the way we take road trips translates into how we lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m guessing for the most part most girls have been on a “guys only” road trip. We are, after all, girls! Doesn’t our mere presence CHANGE the way the road trip happens? Of course. But…having gone to a mostly male university and then spending seven years in the army, I had the (mis?)fortune of sometimes being viewed as “one of the guys.” It was almost as if they forgot I wore lip gloss and high heels when I wasn’t in uniform. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that these adventures let me see some interesting difference between the male &amp;amp; female way of life and start to understand how the other half lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me paint a picture for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girls on the Open Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When setting out on a road trip, girls get a little giddy and excited to be spending time together. Everyone piles in the car, no real worry about who sits where as we know there will be lots of giggling and conversation no matter where we may end up in the car. There may be a specific destination or purpose for the trip…or maybe it’s just a trip to the mall to grab lunch and see what’s on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls start cruising down the open road (or around town) with a list of topics we can’t wait to discuss. Did you see last night’s episode of our favorite show? Who are you dating and is it going well? What are you using in your hair…it looks fabulous! How are the kids and have they done anything funny lately? What’s going on at work and is your boss still a huge pain in the a**? And on &amp;amp; on. Never once on a girls’ road trip have I run out of things to talk about. Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when the standard topics run dry, we end up talking about spirituality, deep feelings, and I’m pretty sure we’ve solved major world issues once or twice…all while cruising down the highway listening to a road trip CD of our favorite songs, which somebody burned just for this particular adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of music, here’s where we have a MAJOR difference from the guys.&lt;br /&gt;When we get in the car and pop in the CD burned just for the trip (which probably includes at least one song by the Indigo Girls, usually ‘Closer to Fine’ or ‘Galileo’), we set the volume to low and commence conversation immediately with our life’s soundtrack in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that Indigo Girls song does start playing, someone in the front responds to the phrase, “Oh, I love this one…turn it up!” At this point, the music is blared and the passengers sing along to the parts of the song they know. EVERYONE joins in on the chorus, using hairbrushes or water bottles as make-shift microphones. One talented person usually knows how to sing harmony and for just a moment we transform into our own version of a girl-band (30-something or 40-something style). It’s a hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the song is over, the volume returns to low and the conversation continues where it left off. Until the next favorite song comes on…then the singing scene happens all over again! But the ride is definitely a conversation punctuated with bouts of singing as loud as we can into our Evian bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, for some reason, girls get lost on a road trip, they pull into a gas station to ask for directions. This is a great chance to use the restroom, restock on fun candy you only find at gas stations, and chat with people who might know about interesting stuff to do in the area. Also, girls are never lost…they’re just on what my friend Sara likes to call, a “tiki tour.” Besides…the wrong turns are often the best adventures! Not knowing where you are just means you might accidentally stumble across a hidden road trip treasure like the world’s largest ball of yarn or a goat farm in Amish country where you can take a buggy ride with Joseph, the 80-year old Amish farmer. What’s the down side of that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purpose of the trip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: irrelevant…the bonding is fantastic! (**Note: The original purpose is accomplished…only in a much grander fashion than possibly imagined!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guys on the Open Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When guys set out on a car trip, there is definitely a pecking order of who sits where and it is known well before the guys ever approach the car. Just like the show Entourage. Have you ever seen Vince anywhere but the front seat? Or Turtle anywhere but behind the wheel? Guys need to have a specific destination to hit and if it involves shopping, there’s a list…or at least a specific item in mind. Guys want to be in and out of the store as quickly as possible. No dilly-dallying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play list on a guy’s trip is quite different than their female counterparts. Guys do not have special CDs just for their road trips. They have an iPod with all the Metallica, Pink Floyd, and AC/DC songs ever written. Recorded and live versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get in the car, the volume is already pumped up pretty high…and there’s no need to turn it down just because there are passengers. The volume is probably what the passengers are hoping for and expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving commences and the music continues to play loud and long. There’s no reason to turn it down until one guy adjusts the volume and says to the rest of the car, “Are you hungry?” This means HE is hungry and wants to stop. Everyone generally agrees to stop at the next exit and then the music returns to its full volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for the record…guys don’t get lost. And more importantly, no guy would ever suggest to another guy that he pull in somewhere and ask for directions. There’s a code…and that would definitely be breaking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purpose of the trip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: to get where they are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;So what does this say about how we lead?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well…I think it says a lot! More importantly, I think there are some really positive things women naturally do that they might not recognize as talents, skills or gifts. Let’s take a look at the top three things women do on road trips that translate into smart business:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women tend to create environments where open communication is easy. Not only is it easy, it’s expected. Everyone gets to contribute. Ideas vetted by people with opposing views tend to be stronger and when everyone is encouraged to participate early in the process, mistakes can be identified sooner at a lower cost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women, while like men in that they set out to accomplish a specific mission, are open to detours that may lead to better ideas. Making great time to the hotel is good. Making good to time to the hotel and getting to tour the nation’s largest basket factory…which is ACTUALLY shaped like a basket…is even better. In business this could mean stumbling upon the next big thing because you weren’t in a hurry to go directly from A to B.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not having the same pecking order every time leads to well-rounded car-trippers (Hey look…I can backseat drive AND operate the radio). It also leads to people who can step into other roles when there are changes within an organization. If all I’ve ever done is sit in the backseat, I may not be a good navigator when you need one. And you’re going nowhere fast without a good navigator. Women tend to give different people chances to learn and grow into the roles they may step into in the future. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there you have it…proof that singing into your water bottle and discussing hair products really does lead to better business decisions. So go ahead. Burn a CD of your favorite tunes, gather your girlfriends, and take the road less traveled. You’re next great work or life idea may just come to you on the 2nd chorus of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-6929486735621664930?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6929486735621664930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-lead-like-girlroad-trip-style.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6929486735621664930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/6929486735621664930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-lead-like-girlroad-trip-style.html' title='How to Lead Like a Girl...Road Trip Style!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SidJhPqD7iI/AAAAAAAAACY/28XL1j-MPHs/s72-c/t+%26+l+in+the+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5846669598184634722</id><published>2009-06-02T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:40:01.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Resources Geared Towards Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiU5a1fWQEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jB0oscx93s4/s1600-h/make+it+happen+for+women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342739666142904386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiU5a1fWQEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jB0oscx93s4/s200/make+it+happen+for+women.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.makeithappenforwomen.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.makeithappenforwomen.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking for a job? Has this economy got you down? Check out MiHW (Make it Happen for Women) for a bevy of job-search related tools geared towards women! Their marketing toolbox (under the services tab) can help you figure out what kind of resume you want to create for your search. Confused about the difference between an e-resume &amp;amp; a CV? Stop by &amp;amp; get some clarity!  Visit &lt;a href="http://www.makeithappenforwomen.com/"&gt;www.makeithappenforwomen.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5846669598184634722?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5846669598184634722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/job-resources-geared-towards-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5846669598184634722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5846669598184634722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/job-resources-geared-towards-women.html' title='Job Resources Geared Towards Women'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiU5a1fWQEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jB0oscx93s4/s72-c/make+it+happen+for+women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8818524556323439791</id><published>2009-06-01T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:40:50.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Point Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lipstick 101'/><title type='text'>Weekly Discussion:  Do you feel like you failed "Lipstick 101?"  What's the yardstick you use to measure your girl-ness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiQqC5B5AuI/AAAAAAAAACI/kBoCzO62r8c/s1600-h/lipstick+101"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441287125107426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiQqC5B5AuI/AAAAAAAAACI/kBoCzO62r8c/s200/lipstick+101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who gets to decide whether "Lipstick 101" or "Athlete 101" is more valuable? What kind of 101-girl are you? Click "comments" below and share your 101 tale!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiQp9aJgaSI/AAAAAAAAACA/j7YWMcT1HEw/s1600-h/Williams+sister+palying+tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441192936204578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiQp9aJgaSI/AAAAAAAAACA/j7YWMcT1HEw/s200/Williams+sister+palying+tennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a mini-reunion brunch at my house yesterday of women in the local area who graduated from West Point. We're a constantly-on-the-go kind of crowd, so getting eight of us together all at one time was a small miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some catching up and chatting about what we've been up to. No one in this group is still in the military and since getting out, we've all gone in a million different directions. Among us we had two lawyers, a Harvard business school grad, a graduate of the Kennedy School of Government, a teacher, a government military intelligence analyst, a small business owner, a government contractor, three moms, a budding author, an independent jewelry stylist/consultant, the COO for a charitable foundation...the list goes on and on. How could eight people do so much?! It was all at once inspiring and exhausting to think about how far &amp;amp; how fast this group had come since our days in itchy gray wool at the academy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite moments of the day (aside from the story of one girl who'd recently gone on a glass-blowing trip with her colleagues and created a horribly misshapen paperweight that was not at all appropriate for a work environment...if you get my drift!) was a comment by one of the girls about not having gone to "Girl School." She said she failed Lipstick 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick 101? How many women out there feel like they're in the same boat? Fashion and make-up aren't your thing. You feel like you somehow missed this class and therefore never got your "Girl School " diploma?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, when I looked at this girl, I saw someone powerful, amazingly smart, and definitely feminine in her own way. I wondered who's yardstick she'd been measuring herself against to determine she failed Lipstick 101? Perhaps the owner of that yardstick failed Chap stick &amp;amp; Go 101!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about women is their ability to fill SO MANY ROLES!!! They are all different but equally important! Where would we be without all the women we know who are moms, coaches, sisters, executives, and friends. And where would we be if they weren't all so uniquely different?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week's discussion question is about passing (or failing) the 101-series classes in "Girl School." Which 101-program track did you take? Lipstick 101? Athlete 101? Get it Done 101? What's the best part about being who you are...whatever "Girl School" program you graduated from?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8818524556323439791?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8818524556323439791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-fail-lipstick-101-whats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8818524556323439791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8818524556323439791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-fail-lipstick-101-whats.html' title='Weekly Discussion:  Do you feel like you failed &quot;Lipstick 101?&quot;  What&apos;s the yardstick you use to measure your girl-ness?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SiQqC5B5AuI/AAAAAAAAACI/kBoCzO62r8c/s72-c/lipstick+101' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-3750374288855368083</id><published>2009-05-26T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:02:00.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crabs in a basket'/><title type='text'>Discussion Question: Have you ever been "punished" or held back at work for being prettier or smarter than your boss?</title><content type='html'>Do feel you have ever been passed over, talked down to or even let go because you were prettier or smarter than your boss? Perhaps she (or he) didn't like the competition (whether you thought you were being competitive or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a book out called "Tripping the Prom Queen: The Truth About Women &amp;amp; Rivalry" all about how women sabotage each other in the work place. Why does that happen? What is it in us that flares up and wants to stop others that are more successful than we are? Why can we not just be supportive and help others succeed recognizing that in their success, we are elevating our own standing as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm remided of something my mom told me about crabs. Or more specifically, crabs in a basket. If you go crabbing, catch one crab and place him in a basket, you have to keep an eye on him because he will continuously try to escape until he is free. If, however, you catch multiple crabs and put them in a basket, you don't have to watch them at all. This is because when they are in a group, the crabs will not help each other escape. In fact, when one starts to leave the basket, the others will pull him back in (very Godfather, don't you think!). They literally seal their collective fate by ensuring NONE of the crabs escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been a crab on the run who's been pulled back in by the others around you, therefore slowing or stopping your success? Or perhaps you can think back to a time when you've pulled back an escaping crab to make yourself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do this? Or better yet, how can we learn NOT to do this and support the women around us who want to accomplish amazing things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss! Just click on the comments section below and tell us what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-3750374288855368083?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3750374288855368083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/discussion-question-have-you-ever-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3750374288855368083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/3750374288855368083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/discussion-question-have-you-ever-been.html' title='Discussion Question: Have you ever been &quot;punished&quot; or held back at work for being prettier or smarter than your boss?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5129319556359903267</id><published>2009-05-26T14:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:24:22.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands in pockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winery'/><title type='text'>Lead Like a Girl by Leading Like You Shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShwziRtKXjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rduCwgstJAk/s1600-h/4+girls+shopping.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340199922115960370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShwziRtKXjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rduCwgstJAk/s200/4+girls+shopping.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls KNOW how to shop! And guess what...they know how to lead too! Who knew they were linked?! :-)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShwzJAP5kZI/AAAAAAAAABw/E4DJVrip-fk/s1600-h/IMG_6548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340199487933092242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShwzJAP5kZI/AAAAAAAAABw/E4DJVrip-fk/s200/IMG_6548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The birthday girl (Steph--in the center with her vibrant pink dress) &amp;amp; her crew at Barbourville Winery where our wine pourer Jeff informed us of his theory on the differences between how men &amp;amp; women shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how people say things to you that make you think, “Yeah…why didn’t I think of that?!” I had one such experience this weekend while I was wine tasting with seven girls out at Barbourville Winery in Charlottesville, VA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the first to admit that seven girls doing anything is not a recipe for going unnoticed. Add to that it was one girl’s birthday, that everyone looked smashing since we had just brunched at Kenswick Hall down the road and suddenly you have all eyes on the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wine pourer, Jeff, was totally amused. He had all sorts of fun commentary for us (including my favorite, “You spill on it, you buy it!”). He even let us come back behind the bar for a commemorative photo of the day, which he harassed some passer-by to come take, diverting the poor man from his trip to the restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the madness (and shortly after the ‘you spill on it, you buy it’ comment), Jeff asked if we had ever noticed the difference between the way men and women shopped. Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly there are many differences…the main one being most men I know would rather take a hot poker in the eye than go shopping. But Jeff had a whole different take on it. One I thought would be appropriate to share here under our banner of “Lead Like a Girl!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff said if you ever look at men in stores, they aren’t really touching anything. They have their hands in their pockets or behind their backs and make a beeline directly to the particular item they came in to buy. He enlightened us as to the reason why, sharing that since they were little, most boys’ mothers shouted a constant axiom of, “Don’t touch that…hands off!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This apparently carried over into adulthood for Jeff (and he swears he sees other men do it too) as he continues to shop with his hands in his pockets, not touching anything but the item he intends to purchase. He said he marvels at the way women shop…feeling textures, touching every thing they pass, discovering new items they hadn’t even known they wanted five minutes ago. They shop with their hands everywhere BUT in their pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t help but to think this is another reflection on how we lead. Men do tend to be more direct and to the point. They go after precisely what they want and view spending time on items not on that path as a waste of time. And often, they prefer those they lead act the same way. Don’t fool around with things other than the mission. Get in, get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women, on the other hand, want to “touch everything”…just like when they shop. They want to know the people they are working with (“How’s your family?” or “What did you do this weekend?”). They like to explore alternative ideas that might provide a better way of operating. They don’t view any of this as a waste of time, but rather “trying ideas on for size” if you will. If they work, great! Let’s buy ‘em! If not, we’ll grab another idea to try on and see where that gets us. We could leave with nothing or we might just find that one item that becomes indispensable…the one you didn’t even know about five minutes ago. Either way, it’s the journey that is important, not the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s shopping or brainstorming ideas for a big project, women are ok with wandering about looking for just the right thing…even if they have no idea what that right thing is. The journey leaves room for others to contribute, give ideas, make suggestions, or even be the one to provide the perfect solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hands in our pockets here. We want people to touch, try-on, and get messy if it will help us achieve our vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is precisely how I found a pair of Dolce &amp;amp; Gabana, pink brocade shoes once worn by Oprah. And how I was able to purchase them to use in my work and therefore make them tax deductible (thanks, Mom for that great idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go. Shop. Try things on. And be ok with being messy and know that you might find something you didn’t even know you couldn’t live without. Then do the same thing in your life and work. You’ll be amazed with the creativity and vision you’ll inspire in those around you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5129319556359903267?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5129319556359903267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lead-like-girl-by-leading-like-you-shop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5129319556359903267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5129319556359903267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lead-like-girl-by-leading-like-you-shop.html' title='Lead Like a Girl by Leading Like You Shop!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShwziRtKXjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rduCwgstJAk/s72-c/4+girls+shopping.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4644668144991428237</id><published>2009-05-20T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:38:52.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='micro-loan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smart women grants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Lead Like a Girl and Get Money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShS99YJVB2I/AAAAAAAAABo/rI7LSKYh-9g/s1600-h/woman+in+pile+of+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100320492128098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShS99YJVB2I/AAAAAAAAABo/rI7LSKYh-9g/s200/woman+in+pile+of+money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you a smart woman with a dream? The Smart Women Grant program could be just what you need to take your ideas to the next level!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, looking for some inspirational story about women to post on the blog for today and I ran across the following story in the Argus Observer: Grants for Women Available (&lt;a href="http://www.argusobserver.com/articles/2009/05/20/news/us/doc4a142e209b679292096523.txt"&gt;http://www.argusobserver.com/articles/2009/05/20/news/us/doc4a142e209b679292096523.txt&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Turns out some brilliant bank has decided to give 6 micro-loans of $3,000 each to women in Idaho &amp;amp; Utah who are doing great things. They are calling the program "Smart Women Grants." How fantastic is that?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm pretty inspired to know there are already some recipients who have done great things. I'm even more inspired to think that maybe someone who reads this will BE one of the next recipients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in Idaho or Utah? Do you know a fabulous woman who is that could use a little extra capital to grow an idea she is passionate about?! Get her to check out this article and apply for a grant! No reason she shouldn't be the next person to inspire women to follow their dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and if she does, be sure to tell us about it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4644668144991428237?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4644668144991428237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lead-like-girl-and-get-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4644668144991428237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4644668144991428237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lead-like-girl-and-get-money.html' title='Lead Like a Girl and Get Money!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShS99YJVB2I/AAAAAAAAABo/rI7LSKYh-9g/s72-c/woman+in+pile+of+money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-2609091687492655099</id><published>2009-05-18T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:20:39.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tank cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini-Oreos'/><title type='text'>Do you have a hero who Leads Like a Girl? Who is she and why is she your hero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShG6LugTiVI/AAAAAAAAABg/pExzNtZvw7k/s1600-h/IMG_5897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251744035604818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShG6LugTiVI/AAAAAAAAABg/pExzNtZvw7k/s200/IMG_5897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Do you know anyone who can make a cake like this without a pattern? Seriously...the tank tracks are made of mini-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; black licorice. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;THAT's&lt;/span&gt; a great way to use your resources!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a hero...who's yours? Who do you know that "Leads Like a Girl" and inspires you to want to find your own inner Girl Leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being single, I love my ability to choose what I want to do every day without having to answer to anyone. Ah, the freedom! BUT...I am also a wee little bit jealous of my best friend and her family. She's an awesome mom with two little boys (three if you count her big boy/husband!). Every time I see her in action, I am amazed at how effectively she runs her home, creates community among friends, holds down a job, and supports her husband's continued growth as he pursues a degree (actually...PURSUED a degree...he graduated this month!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman is a hero in my eyes because she never complains about a lack of resources, how life is so unfair, or anything else I hear most people complain of daily as they sip their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Starbuck's&lt;/span&gt; lattes on the way to the metro.  She simply finds a way to make the best of every situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If there's a bargain, she'll find it.  I've never seen anyone who can stretch a dollar so far.  She knows exactly when things go on sale, is tuned in to all the good coupons and discounts, and can make ordinary items into extraordinary displays (the woman made a tank cake for her son's Army-themed birthday party with licorice and mini-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt;...it was incredible!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also an incredible mom. Patient but firm...just like Super Nanny! She has well behaved kids (not easy for two little boys).  Honestly...they're the kind of kids that make you think you might want one of your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her marriage is based on respect.  Sure there are ups, downs and sideways hard times...but I've never seen anything but love and respect between her and her husband. They've been married longer than any of my friends and just like their kids...their marriage makes you think the institution may not be so bad after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is why my best friend is my hero. She makes being a super mom, wife &amp;amp; woman look easy.  If even SOME of the leaders in corporate America had 1/10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of her creativity, respect for others, and ability to work within a budget...the world would be a better place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's the woman you know that makes you say, "WOW! You're my hero!"? Click on comment below to share your hero's story &amp;amp; why you love her! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-2609091687492655099?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2609091687492655099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-have-hero-who-leads-like-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2609091687492655099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/2609091687492655099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-have-hero-who-leads-like-girl.html' title='Do you have a hero who Leads Like a Girl? Who is she and why is she your hero?'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/ShG6LugTiVI/AAAAAAAAABg/pExzNtZvw7k/s72-c/IMG_5897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-5598856508611499961</id><published>2009-05-15T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:11:01.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Like a Girl...Because Laughter Really Is the Best Medicine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sg2vo3P7bMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CuNyv72FRcQ/s1600-h/little+girl+laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336114250064293058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sg2vo3P7bMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CuNyv72FRcQ/s200/little+girl+laughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing beats the sound of laughter.  It makes good times better &amp;amp; bad times bearable.  So find yourself some girlfriends &amp;amp; have a good laugh this weekend!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I love about girlfriends is their ability to make us laugh. When times are good, laughter makes them even better. But when times are bad...sometimes the laughter is what gets us through. I've laughed/cried through many a break-up with my girlfriends on the other end of the line or sitting with me in my living room as I experience a mini-meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, we always find a way to laugh. And it's a good thing...since laughter really does have medicinal properties. In fact, research shows that laughter:&lt;br /&gt;Strengthens the immune system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improves breathing, arterial blood flow, digestion, and sleep&lt;br /&gt;Adjusts blood pressure and blood sugar&lt;br /&gt;Relaxes muscles&lt;br /&gt;Reduces pain&lt;br /&gt;Helps people get along better&lt;br /&gt;Relieves stress, depression, anger and anxiety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's that for something to make you smile. Or better yet...LAUGH! So thanks so all the girlfriends who've been there to help each other laugh. Make it a point to do a little more of it...call an old girlfriend this weekend and reconnect over a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, some random laughter info...just for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever wanted to study laughter, find out why the phrase "laughter is the best medicine" is true, or become a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CLL&lt;/span&gt;--Certified Laugh Leader (Really! I've met a few and they are a HOOT!) check out these sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter Therapy websites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teehee.com/"&gt;http://www.teehee.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laughtertherapy.com/"&gt;http://www.laughtertherapy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldlaughtertour.com/"&gt;http://www.worldlaughtertour.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can check out what NPR has to say about the growing popularity of this trend. Yes...even NPR is recognizing the importance of laughter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5165226"&gt;http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5165226&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-5598856508611499961?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5598856508611499961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/laugh-like-girlbecause-laughter-really.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5598856508611499961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/5598856508611499961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/laugh-like-girlbecause-laughter-really.html' title='Laugh Like a Girl...Because Laughter Really Is the Best Medicine!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sg2vo3P7bMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CuNyv72FRcQ/s72-c/little+girl+laughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-1417328718051771848</id><published>2009-05-14T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:55:27.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing swaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greater Washington Clothing Swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frances'/><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl in a Down Economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sgw8ZAeo_5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pSgdUoMhvbQ/s1600-h/GWCS+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335706058850107282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sgw8ZAeo_5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pSgdUoMhvbQ/s200/GWCS+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Check out the Greater Washington Clothing Swap's Facebook page. Or better yet, attend one of these awesome events and come away with something 'new to you!'  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sgw7_y67-QI/AAAAAAAAABI/wYoQ5cXXV4Q/s1600-h/3+bright+dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335705625713965314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sgw7_y67-QI/AAAAAAAAABI/wYoQ5cXXV4Q/s200/3+bright+dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fashion is fun! Clothing swaps can make everything old new again! So attend one or organize your own to update your summer wardrobe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love to shop. I mean LOVE it! Any other girls out there with me? Clothes, shoes, handbags...they're all so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's not kid ourselves...the economy isn't what it was a few years ago and some of us don't feel quite as good about buying a new pair of shoes for our closets (this is a real sacrifice for me...some of my friends call me" Little Imelda" if that gives you any idea how much I love shoes!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who says we have to BUY something to have a new &amp;amp; fabulous outfit?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing Swaps have become all the rage across the US since the economy took a turn for the worse. They've been featured in several magazines including Real Simple, The New York Times, The Los Angeles Times, The Today Show, CBS This Morning...they've even been mentioned on Oprah! In fact, someone started a whole website dedicated to clothing swaps and how to host them: &lt;a href="http://www.clothingswaps.com/in-the-news/"&gt;http://www.clothingswaps.com/in-the-news/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leading like a girl in the truest sense, my friend Frances has organized an entire organization for women who want to participate in these events in DC. It's called the Greater Washington Clothing Swap (she has a facebook page...check it out! Or you can follow her on Twitter: Gidget654). The next event is Sunday, June 28 at 2:00pm.  See the facebook page for more details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She has taken a small gathering of friends trading their closet cast-offs and turned it into a major event including a chance to edit your closet, network, grab a bite to eat and a glass of something tasty...and even leave with a goody bag! Plus, she's coordinated with Goodwill to come pick up the items that no one takes (and to provide you with tax donation slips!). How's that for one stop shopping?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So...if the economy has you down but you still need a few items to add that va-va-voom to your summer wardrobe, consider a clothing swap. Your friends will thank you for it and you'll all walk away looking fabulous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And get creative...no reason to confine our swaps to clothes. Think big. Got a bedspread that's in great condition but you're looking for a new color in your bedroom? Try a home decor swap. Really! When you lead like a girl...the sky's the limit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-1417328718051771848?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1417328718051771848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-in-down-economy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1417328718051771848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/1417328718051771848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-in-down-economy.html' title='How to Lead Like a Girl in a Down Economy'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/Sgw8ZAeo_5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pSgdUoMhvbQ/s72-c/GWCS+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-663676430158871344</id><published>2009-05-13T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:05:57.548-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart-warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Motherhood Knows No Boundaries!</title><content type='html'>My friend Cori sent out this video a little earlier today (thanks, Cori!).  It is completely heart warming and shows that humans aren't the only ones who know how to Lead Like Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clip makes me want to give a shout out to all the great moms out there who don't just take care of their own kids...but whatever neighborhood kinds they find in their houses too! Keep up that awesome mothering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dae44b93596e60ee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddae44b93596e60ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331088082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D103597205697D4A84B4EDAB65F60C4405C5BE1F2.7F9EC09AC1F3BB185874FBABB8F0AC2165F848F8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddae44b93596e60ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DThgUeLcnsMa8rKLqP6FPN3MEE1A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddae44b93596e60ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331088082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D103597205697D4A84B4EDAB65F60C4405C5BE1F2.7F9EC09AC1F3BB185874FBABB8F0AC2165F848F8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddae44b93596e60ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DThgUeLcnsMa8rKLqP6FPN3MEE1A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-663676430158871344?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dae44b93596e60ee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/663676430158871344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-animals-are-leaders-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/663676430158871344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/663676430158871344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-animals-are-leaders-too.html' title='Motherhood Knows No Boundaries!'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4202225945065122172</id><published>2009-05-12T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:08:01.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in Womens' History: Florence Nightengale born in 1820</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SgoKuFngu6I/AAAAAAAAABA/E2Wkn1DGQv0/s1600-h/Florence+Nightingale+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335088495471934370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SgoKuFngu6I/AAAAAAAAABA/E2Wkn1DGQv0/s200/Florence+Nightingale+portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florence Nightingale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;May 12, 1820-August 13, 1910 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You may think you know Florence Nightingale...but just scroll through this brief bio (or skip straight to the "fun facts" and pithy quote) and see what new things you learn about "The Lady with the Lamp!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Everyone knows Florence Nightingale is practically synonymous with the nursing profession. Known as a pioneer in the field, she established herself as a competent nursing administrator during the Crimean War, where her insistence on sanitary conditions cut the death rate considerably. The mortality rate at the military hospital was 60% when she arrived and only 2% six months later. Throughout her life, she continued to advance the field providing better health service and opportunities for women at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Besides her dedication to nursing during the Crimean War, she accomplished a number of other impressive tasks in her life as well. Ms. Nightingale, although unable to be appointed to the Royal Commission on Health of the Army because she was a women, wrote their 1,000-page detailed report leading to a major overhaul of army medical care. She authored several books in her lifetime including &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notes on Nursing: What It Is, and What It Is Not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, which became the cornerstone for nursing textbooks of the era. She was also quite the fundraiser, bringing in over £59,000 to open the Nightingale Training School for Nurses in London. At one point she even consulted to Queen Victoria &amp;amp; Prince Albert on sanitation issues in India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But here are some other little know (and dare I say fun) facts about Ms. Nightingale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;--At the age of 20, she had to fight her parents for the right to get tutoring in math. How many moms out there wish their kids were willing to fight for a math tutor?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;--Turns out, Florence Nightingale was quite the women's-libber. In her book &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suggestions for Thought to Searchers after Religious Truths&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (1859), she argued strongly for the removal of restrictions that prevented women having careers. So, if you're reading this from your desk...silently thank Florence Nightingale for your ability to have a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;--Her own health was quite poor after the Crimean War. It declined steadily until she was blind and bed-ridden by 1895, requiring full-time nursing care for the last 15 years of her life. Guess it's a good thing she fought for well-trained nurses, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;--She is rumored to have owned more than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;60 cats&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 60! Couple that with the fact she never married and I'm feeling less &amp;amp; less like the crazy cat lady with my two unruly felines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So now you know the real story behind Florence Nightingale. Nurse. Hero. Lover of cats. God rest her soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A quote from Florence Nightingale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Women never have a half-hour in all their lives (excepting before or after anybody is up in the house) that they can call their own, without fear of offending or of hurting someone. Why do people sit up so late, or, more rarely, get up so early? Not because the day is not long enough, but because they have 'no time in the day to themselves."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4202225945065122172?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4202225945065122172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-in-womens-history-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4202225945065122172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4202225945065122172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-in-womens-history-florence.html' title='Today in Womens&apos; History: Florence Nightengale born in 1820'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/SgoKuFngu6I/AAAAAAAAABA/E2Wkn1DGQv0/s72-c/Florence+Nightingale+portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8932403893301667198</id><published>2009-05-06T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:37:05.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Lead Like A Girl From the Bottom of Your Purse</title><content type='html'>Remember when you were 7?  And you could carry a purse the size of a checkbook because all you had to put in it was chapstick and bubble gum (and maybe your $10 allowance if you were lucky).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy how times change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we get older, our purses seem to grow exponentially.  First we hit high school and chapstick becomes lip gloss, a compact, mascara, and 3 colors of eye shadow.  We're also much more conscious of what our hair looks like so a brush and mini-bottle of hairspray are added to the mix.  Soon we're 16 and the keys to the car become our next essential.  Somewhere along the line we get a cell phone (although nowadays, that might be happening at age 7 too!) and our little purses are no longer so little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we progress into the work world, our office shoes also need a space (because face it, we're not wearing our Jimmy Choo's on the walk to work...those bad boys will never see anything but carpet) as do a reusable travel mug and water bottle so we don't keep adding to the problem with the landfills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those with kids, there's a whole separate purse full of bottles, blankets &amp;amp; binkis (hopefully one without pastel versions of Pooh &amp;amp; friends to preserve at least some of our dignity as we change our babies in some crazy places because hey, when nature calls...we have to answer!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of just how miraculous our purses can be when a friend of mine marveled and what I seemed to carry with me at all times.  He laughed because I had specifically stopped to clear out my purse before heading out to spend a day with him being tourists in our own city, yet still pulled out a myriad of items throughout the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my camera to snap pictures of our adventures.  And an extra battery when the first one died.  I had lip gloss and a mirror to reapply my perfect pout after our stop at Starbucks.  When it started to rain I pulled out my perfectly, purse-sized umbrella.  There was hand sanitizer for the times I just had to pick up disgusting but oh-so-exciting-to-find money on the ground (we found 50 cents that day).  But what I think got him was the microphone I had opted to leave in my purse in case I felt like breaking into song at any point during the day (which I did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, women are ready for just about anything based on what we keep in our purses (and if you don't have a microphone in yours, I highly recommend one.  Especially one with a button that gives you a laugh track or round of applause for a particularly well performed action).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no class on "how to pack a purse" or "what you'll need in the big bad world."  We all just seem to intuitively know what we'll need given the situations we face on a daily basis.  And we prepare accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that women lead in much the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow, we tuck away life experiences and lessons learned to access at just the right time down the road.  Somewhere along our journey as leaders, we swap our hot pink, Hello Kitty mini-purses for full-fledged grown-up totes and look down to realize we're capable of leading families, communities, and corporations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't fret...for nothing is lost.  Although most women can reach into their bag-o-tricks to solve a crisis, plan the meals, schedule a conference call, and write a major proposal all before noon...they probably still have the chapstick and bubble gum in a side zipper compartment too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-8932403893301667198?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8932403893301667198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-from-bottom-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8932403893301667198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/8932403893301667198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-from-bottom-of.html' title='How To Lead Like A Girl From the Bottom of Your Purse'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-4568350791776601953</id><published>2009-05-04T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:35:24.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl When The Team Can't Wait For You</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wanted something so much that it almost blinded you?  In fact, the wanting is so strong you almost forgot how you thought you could get it in the first place?  And then one of your girlfriends comes up with an idea that makes you say, "Why couldn't I think of that?!"  And by the time you know what's going on, she's already taken a step on your behalf to push you closer to the goal she knows you're trying to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's leading who?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're leading a team or yourself, sometimes other people just can't wait for you to act on the possibilities they see.  And that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading like a girl has a bit to do with believing in the brilliance of others and knowing that leadership is a dance that sometimes means you have to follow (but not always like proper dance etiquette might suggest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when your batteries are running low and you don't have the energy to direct, lead or even suggest to people what they need to do...sit back and let them surprise you with their creativity.  It might be some of the best leading you'll ever do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8729128664352923776-4568350791776601953?l=leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4568350791776601953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-when-team-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4568350791776601953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8729128664352923776/posts/default/4568350791776601953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadlikeagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-lead-like-girl-when-team-cant.html' title='How to Lead Like a Girl When The Team Can&apos;t Wait For You'/><author><name>Lead Like A Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08505639763208357525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AwIlLhFuvoY/TUj3zCeJLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rN1LPfF1zOg/s220/LLG%2Balternative%2Blogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8729128664352923776.post-8902002635045765763</id><published>2009-05-03T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:59:36.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Vernon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><title type='text'>How to Lead Like a Girl When the Government Doesn't Step Up</title><content type='html'>Did you know that Mount Vernon (George Washington's home) is not a state park? Or even a federal landmark? In fact when the estate was in horrible disrepair and Washington's ancestors asked the government if they'd like to buy it to preserve the home of our nation's founding father...they said, "No thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? The government was too busy to step back and recognize the sad impact not preserving this historical landmark might have on generations to come. Now...this was 1854 and there was some pretty big trouble brewing as the tensions leading to the civil war mounted. But isn't that how life works? Don't the best opportunities come to us and the least opportune times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it takes leading like a girl to deal with all the ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Ann Pamela Cunningham was up to the challenge. Her mother had sent her the following note after traveling from Pennsylvania to South Carolina along the Potomac River:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It was a lovely moonlit night that we went down the Potomac. I went on deck as the bell tolled and we passed Mount Vernon. I was painfully distressed at the ruin and desolation of the home of Washington, and the thought passed through my mind: Why was it the women of his country did not try to keep it in repair, if the men could not do it?”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time when it was thought appropriate for a woman’s name to appear in a newspaper only on the occasion of her marriage or death, Miss Cunningham sent a letter to the Charleston Mercury, making a plea to the ladies of the south to join together and save Mount Vernon. This courageous action resulted in the formation of small societies and donations throughout the south. Miss Cunningham increased her outreach and eventually formed the Mount Vernon Ladies Association. In 1858, the association purchased Mount Vernon and began restoring the dilapidated property to its full glory. The property has been fully woman owned and operated ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! It took the nations mothers, daughters, sisters, and wives to recognize the importance of preserving the history and legacy of our founding fathers. Hats off (or perhaps bonnets?) to these pioneer women who pushed the boundaries of how women were allowed to lead at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this link for more on the full story and some of the other amazing women involved in the preservation of this historic home: &lt;a href="http://www.mountvernon.org/visit/plan/index.cfm/pid/811/"&gt;http://www.mountvernon.org/visit/plan/index.cfm/pid/811/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What opportunity are others missing where you can step in and lead like a girl? 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