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I am 41 years old, and I am a WAHM with two teenagers, a grade-schooler, and a toddler. I juggle cooking, writing, PTA, diapers and design on a daily basis. I work for a pittance and I never get a day off. Crazy? Yes! Rewarding? Absolutely! Challenging? All the time. Would I trade it for anything in the world? No thanks...
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What Mompreneur Really Means

According to Wisegeek, http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-a-mompreneur.htm , mompreneur is a newly coined term for women who establish businesses at home while also acting as the full time parent of their children. The mompreneur movement is one steadily growing in the US as mothers try to find ways to make money, express their creativity or business acumen, and also to parent their children.
This is my secretary, sporting the latest fashion... Panty Hats.
Ok, so cut the crap... What mompreneur really means is that you get up at the butt-crack of dawn, wake up disgruntled, sleep deprived children, and hopefully get them off to school with their teeth brushed and hair combed, wearing clean clothes. You have your toddler hanging off your boob while you try to type an article, all the while avoiding flailing feet that are trying to drum on your keyboard. When home, your teenager comes in the office (which happens to be a corner of the laundy room) every five minutes because you just have to see this Slipknot video on YouTube. You check your email. You discover your article has been rejected because you used the word boob in an article about breastfeeding. You see another article has been approved, and rejoice at the $1.99 that has been deposited into your PayPal account! WooHoo, get that breastfeeding one approved and you may have enough money for a frappachino from Starbuck's. You express your creativity by venting about your family on your blog, and practice your business acumen by trying to keep your grocery budget down to under $500 a month for a family of five, including diapers! You parent your children by turning on Yo Gabba Gabba for the toddler, and keeping a 4-pack of Monsters in the fridge to help the teenager stay awake and get his homework done. Your true business hours are between Top Chef and 3 am in the morning, which is when you have the least amount of distractions. Crazy? Yes! Rewarding? Absoulutely! Challenging? All the time. Would I trade it for anything in the world? No thanks... I have worked for someone else since I was 14 years old, and I love being my own boss, being able to do PTA (yea, they actually let me do that.. who knew?), be home when the kids are home from school, and listen to whatever music I want while I work!

Supermom Sunday - Hot Buttered Rum

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Sunday, October 25, 2009

Technically, Supermom Sunday did not involve Rum of any sort.  What was a major component was Trader Vic's Hot Buttered Rum Batter.  Since our cupboards have become extremely bare the past week, due to overall illness and mom not feeling up to our regular marathon shopping, I had to get creative for breakfast yesterday.  Also, as my son was quick to point out, last Sunday was an epic fail on my part.  I didn't cook (I was sick, I did have an excuse), and even worse than that, I had forgotten to pay the satellite and they had NO TELEVISION ALL WEEKEND. 

I decided on apple cinnamon pancakes and a warm nectarine topping.  I took a bag of nectarines that were beginning to look... ugly... and peeled and diced them.  I threw them in a skillet with some melted butter, and a nice scoop of the Hot Buttered Rum Batter.  While the nectarines cooked down and caramelized with the brown sugar, I mixed up a batch of pancakes with a box of Jiffy Apple Cinnamon muffin mix, some leftover Bisquick, and some leftover Apple Bran Muffin Mix.  The nectarine topping had just the right amount of sweetness and spice to it that no maple syrup was required.  Needless to say, breakfast was gobbled up in a minute, and Troll Baby was a very happy camper.

I spent my afternoon in the office, working in the relative quite away from football.  Pretty soon, I heard Bill in the kitchen.  Before long, things started smelling really good.  He was making his own improvised version of Paella, and let me tell you, it set my stomach to growling.  By the time the rice was done, and the kids were all home to eat, I was more than ready to chow down.  It is always a nice treat to end the day having someone else do the cooking.
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My Mystery Shopping Experience

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Thursday, October 22, 2009

This month, I have completed 5 mystery shops.  Two were grocery shops, and three were retail shops.  I have come to the realization that this is just not my thing.  Now don't get me wrong, it sounds great... Get paid to shop, something you do anyway right?  This may be true,but it takes a certain kind of personality to do Mystery Shopping, and I do not fit the bill. If you have a get in, get your stuff and get out way of shopping like I do, then the Mystery Shopping process will drive you batty.
This post, I will cover my Grocery Shopping Experience.  For one thing, there is a lot of paperwork involved.  For each shop, there is a set of criteria you must meet.  On average there are five pages of instructions for you to follow.  These pages basically cover what you must enter into the computer after your shop.  You have to evaluate customer service, whether you were greeted when within a certain range of the employee, how you were greeted, what the employee was doing when you encountered them, etc.  You must evaluate the service deli and bakery for service, for example, did they offer you a sample or try and make a sale.  In the check out line, you have to see if the store is observing the three is a crowd policy, did the cashier discover the big item at the bottom of the cart, did they tell you how much you saved, etc.

For the grocery shops, I was paid $5 and reimbursed $15 for groceries.  So far, so good.  If I were to do four of these a month I would get $80 towards my grocery bill.  Who can't use that kind of money towards their grocery bill?  Especially if you have teenagers?  Problem is, the shops require you to spend about 45 minutes browsing in the store, attempting to have encounters with the employees.  BORING!  You see, they want you to have encounters with employees in the enter aisles of the store... the ghostland... the place where the employees only go between the hours of 5 and 7 am, before the store opens, when it is stocking time.  I chose to go on my shops around 4:30 pm, on the weekend.  I figured during this time of day, it should be bustling with activity.  So I entered the front of the store on right, did a reconnaissance of the front of the store, checked out the cashier stations, and then began to work my way through the store from left to right, up one aisle and down the next, making my slow, slow way through the store, vainly attempting to run into an employee in the middle of the store.  I did this two times at the first grocery store, and never saw an employee outside of the meat, produce and deli sections.  At the second grocery store, I lucked out.  I ran into an employee stocking in the center of the store right off the bat, so at least I didn't have to wander around and round.

After your shop, you have to enter your evaluation into the Mystery Shop website.  You have to enter the names of the employees you encountered, their description if you were unable to read their name tag, what they were doing when you encountered them, etc.  Unfortunately, the process is set-up so that they expect you to enter three employees per area, and if you only encountered one, you have to complete two additional pages explaining why you were unable to complete an encounter.  You evaluate the stores cleanliness and layout, behavior of the employees, etc.  It takes about as much time to fill out the web form and scan in your paperwork as it does to complete your shop.  chances are, i won't be doing any more of these shops in the near future, as the time involved does not quite compensate for the reimbursement level.

Stay tuned for my next post, revealing (among other things) why you need to pay attention when your shop application asks if you have sensitivity to perfume, and why you should just say no to shops that ask you to rate associates by how attractive they are.  Also, find out how to easily terrify a cashier by asking his name.
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