18 Bits of Good Advice and 3 I Don’t Agree With

I hate emails that say “forward this to 5 billion people or all your family, friends, pets, accquaintances, neighbors and total strangers within a five mile radius will perish!” I received this is one of those messages. I really like MOST of the “bits of advice” and this way I can share and play a game all at the same time.

Here is the game. WHO of my dear readers can guess which THREE of these I do not totally agree with. Twenty million points to the winner.

Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills
will be as important as any other.

Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

When you say, “I love you,” mean it.

When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.

Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

Believe in love at first sight.

Never laugh at anyone’s dream. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.

Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life

In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

Don’t judge people by their relatives.

Talk slowly but think quickly.

When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?”

Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk..

Say “bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.

When you lose, don’t lose the lesson

Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.

Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

Spend some time alone.

Weekend Recap

Friday evening started the weekend with a visit from the Boston College Football team. They had dinner in the PressBox and then toured the museum. They were a group of very nice young men. Surprisingly…there was food left over. Part of the BC team heading down into the museum level

My favorite Friday moment was about 20 minutes before the hall closed a gentleman came in with his high school aged son. He told me how he grew up in Indiana and has been a huge Notre Dame fan all of his life and today he finally had the opportunity to visit and as soon as he drove on to the campus he started crying. He seemed embarassed because he had cried like that in front of his son. His son said it was no big deal and I said to him “Thirty years from now, you are going to look back, and be very grateful for that moment” and his dad just grinned. It was very touching…they almost made me cry.

Saturday morning started at 7am setting up for a Corporate Tailgate Party for Blue Chip Casino. Fun times…a little chilly, but fun times.

Once that was up and running we prepared for Rocket Ismail’s autograph session. After he arrived and we were escorting him downstairs I told him that a gentleman claiming to be his high school coach had been hanging around all morning. At that moment the gentleman started walking toward us so I pointed him out and the look of joy and the bear hug that followed (my favorite Saturday moment) led me to believe that Rocket might be a few minutes so I ran down to tell our gang to tell his fans that he is in the building but would be a few more minutes.

During past autograph sessions I have learned that people are REAL specific about HOW they want their memoribilia signed. This sessions most popular request was “Rocket Ismail #25 1988 National Champions” now I know that does not sound like a lot but there was a great deal of stuff to be signed for a great deal of people…can you say HAND CRAMP…so Rocket asked if he could just sign his first name and so we informed the crowd that he would only be signing “Rocket #25” – some people were pretty insistent and this is where I came in – I had the privledge of being the voice of Rocket and telling people “No”. When people would still ask him to autograph the entire Constitution on their piece of memoribilia he would smile and start and I would say to them “He is way to nice to tell you no, but I will, he is only going to be signing his first name.”

There was also the rule about not coming behind the table…many tried shoving through…so I grabbed a couple of our male volunteers and turned them into Rocket’s bookends. There was one exception to this rule: There was this little girl who was decked out in ND gear and she even had a button on declaring that she was “Gabriella Superfan” which was just too cute. So she will be on the website.

After that I had to get the stadium theatre set for a corporate watch party (a group reserves the theatre and watches the game and eats a catered meal in our Stadium Theatre).

While all of that was happening we had people setting up the Press Box for a Post Game Celebration party.

<—Pressbox view showing the windows that look out toward the river.

Pressbox view showing the Heisman Art Gallery —>

During set up, the elevator got stuck – had to fix that, and a toilet got clogged – had to fix that.

At 4:00 I handed the reigns over to Joe A. and rushed home so that we could get to church in time for my husband to get his directions for serving on our First Impressions team during all five services.

Good Times.

The Best Mom Song EVER

Everyone at one time or another gets a song stuck in their head. I may have to TRY to get this one stuck in the heads of my kids.

Thanks go out to Jen F. for sending me this awesome video!

It makes you just want to save it on a DVD and play it for your kids EVERY morning…

(If anyone knows who this lady is, could you please let me know)

The best gift you can give your children….

….is a good marriage. This truth hit me this weekend as I was sitting in church. Paige was sitting between the two of us and she always does this but it never occured to me why until that moment. It is so important to her that her father and I love each other that she finds comfort in having us hold hands. She will take my hand and put it in Dave’s hand and then place them in her lap and hold them with her hands. It comforts her.
Dave and I have a great marriage. We are not afraid to show affection to each other in front of our children (totally in a G-rated way), we say “I love you” to each other and to them at least a hundred times a day and yet Paige still needs this…it is THAT important.