Oh my!
Archives for March 2010
cows and sows
Our CMO is in the office every other week. This means that energy is running high every other week. The man has a way about him that is motivating, which is good because we have a lot of tough corporate goals to meet. My project in particular tops the list. No pressure here.
My project isn’t the only project however. We’ve got a lot going on and the corporate eyes are watching us closely to see how well we can execute or, as in the case of our biggest project, how well we can get our vendors to execute.
As we prepare to start new projects, more vendors are brought in-house to do their song and dance. Promising us the moon and stars, our team picks their brain to see how well they know their stuff. Because, lets face it, it isn’t about what they say they can do, it’s all about what they actually do. If we fail, heads will roll — OUR heads will roll.
So our CMO explains our objectives and fires off the questions like a pitching machine. His delivery is non-threatening and entertaining. And I sift through his fun little phrases, like “cows and sows,” trying to glean understanding on which ones are merely his unique way of discussing our “super double secret” projects and which are industry terminology that I should become accustomed to.
In our meetings, ten minutes becomes twenty and 1 hour quickly becomes 2 hours. The rule is that “nobody is excused unless they have a note from Epstein’s mother” because there is no place more important. When all is said, it’s time to get it done. We return to our desks and do our best to make it happen.
Eyes wide open
My senses have been on hyper-alert lately. Fortunately for me, they seem to be attracted to the positives. Everything I taste translates to exquisite, the smells in the air are intensely pleasing, and my sense of touch is soothing. Although my visual acuity is as unchanged, my eyes have been drawn to the tree-lined streets, setting sun, and the amazing hillsides surround us.
So much has been good that when that anyone points out something bad, the contrast overwhelms me and my mind fills with worry.
Follow your nose
A mouth-watering yum hit me as soon as I opened the door of my car. The smell took me into a follow-your-nose trance and drew me to the door of the parish kitchen.
“What’s cookin?”
“Corned-beef and cabbage.”
I was invited in to see and smell. It was all the more wonderful inside the kitchen where 4 large ovens baked the corned-beef and (Mmm) onions.
On and on
I was thrilled to be invited to join Lil Sis and her running friends on Saturday morning for their 10 mile long run. Not only did I get to enjoy great company but I got to see a side of her town that I’d never seen before. I began to feel the effects of the 6 miles I’d run prior to meeting up with them and a lack of Perpetuem. This was all compounded by too much vino the night before. Lil Sis came to my rescue with a few capsules of some unknown substance and stayed back with me. By the time we all finished, I was feeling great.