Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Spring Into Seattle Summer with Sugar & Swank

BE made-up at graduation, BE comfortable on vacation, BE adorable at that BBQ

Attend Sugar & Swank's first ever Monthly Training Seminar and learn how to BE Sugar & Swank at any event which you attend this summer

Wednesday, June 6th
1 pm to 3 pm
3418 77th Place SE, Mercer Island

Let Sugar & Swank show you how to fashionably spring into summer

Get the inside scoop on how to update your wardrobe for summer while staying within your budget.

Learn what they're showing for make-up this season and how to incorporate it as your own.

Gain tips on how to effectively protect your face in the summer sun while still looking fabulous.

Be privy to the greatest trick to looking rested and relaxed - even when you're not!

Please forward to friends and family!
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Monday, May 21, 2007

A Day in My Sugar & Swank Life

"Don't forget to turn on the house alarm," my son told me as I tucked him in earlier tonight.

"I'll do it before I go to bed," I told him.

"What time do you go to bed?" he asked.

"I try to go to sleep before 11," I replied.

"Mommy! 11 is almost midnight!"

Smart boy. 11 is almost midnight. Currently, however, it is 11:44 pm, which really is almost midnight.

11:46. Where does the day go?

A Day in My Sugar & Swank Life

I wake up at 7:15 and hurry to get showered - no gym today as I have back-to-back clients coming over right after I drop my son off at school. After doing practice make-up on a bride and her maid-of-honor I run over to Kirkland for a lunch meeting with a business colleague. Straight from lunch back to my son's school for Monday's early pick-up. Drum practice, homework, reading, a few games and a a quick catch-up with a friend who has been out of the country. Then off to Downtown Seattle for a Ladies Who Launch book signing event. Back home, get my son's teeth brushed, hands washed and snuggle him into bed. 9 pm. Time to sit at the computer and get the first of my monthly Sugar & Swank training seminar emails out to the mailing list.
Invitations are out but I realize I haven't blogged in a week. Gotta write something for the masses to read!

11:52. My eyes are sleepy and I know I will pay for this tomorrow.

11:58. I finish a quick edit.

Just like the women I love, the women I like and the women around the world I'll never meet - I make the time to fit in all my responsibilities.

I am Being Sugar & Swank. I am Being a Good Woman.

12:01. Sugar & Swank Out.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Pouty from PMS

Ooh. I am soooo pouty and I know it is from PMS. This month seems worse than those in recent past (prompting this post) and I'm not sure why. All I know is that not only am I suffering, but those around me are, as well. You should have seen me trying to help my son with his drum lesson homework - not even the drums are safe!

I can deal with the cramps, the bloating, the munchies and occasional zit. My problem is with the PMS Crazies. What are the Crazies? When I can cry at the drop of a dime, when my body feels entirely anxious for no apparent reason, when anyone can completely piss me off by doing something that normally wouldn't make me flinch, when I put on an outfit that usually is sure-fire sexy but instead makes me feel like the dumpiest, frumpiest woman in existence.

I know the Crazies are only temporary. In fact, for me they immediately dissipate at the first sign of my period. But before that blissful moment, how do I avoid donating my entire wardrobe to anyone I believe would look better in it, breaking up with my boyfriend and cutting off all my hair just after dying it pink.

Which makes me wonder - maybe Britney Spears was only suffering from the PMS Crazies and not the Regular Crazies. But I digress!

The truth is I need your help! My son needs your help! My boyfriend needs your help! The sales representative at NuSkin with whom I tried, unsuccessfully to place an order this morning needs your help. How do you fight your very own Crazies?

My mom suggested Valium, but since I don't have any I started with a few shots of Rescue Remedy under my tongue. Then I grabbed for the progesterone cream and, as I rubbed it in, prayed to the God of PMS for a peaceful mind and safe removal of the Crazies. Next I went to the gym to try and naturally create some endorphins. All this and I still need a kick in the pants. Maybe I'll reach for some Gaba, a natural Chill Pill - it'll make me sleepy but at least I'll be calmer.

Lists. I'll make some lists to remind me of what is good in my life, of all the good things my boyfriend does for me, of how deliciously edible my son is, how I'm right where I'm supposed to be in life.

Pampering. I've gotta make an appointment for a massage, facial, manicure or pedicure - something to relax me and help to release this frenetic energy.

Distraction. Work. A good book. US Magazine. What's on my Tivo? Sometimes a little media-anesthetic does just the trick.

Shopping. No. Not while PMS'ing. Who knows what I'll see in the dressing room mirror or if I'll decide after 33 years that Birkenstocks actually do fit my personality.

All right. The Gaba's kickin in. I think it is safe for me to re-enter the world. In the meantime email me with remedies for the Crazies. I still have two and a half days to go.