Archives For November 30, 1999

My magic moment

June 7, 2013
I hope his wife, Deanna, understands my fixation with her husband is all in fun. Thankfully, my husband does.

I hope his wife, Deanna, understands my fixation with her husband is all in fun. Thankfully, my husband does.

A couple of years ago, our editor asked me and one of my best friends if we wanted to do a weekly radio guest appearance to tout the parenting site we both blogged for. (Yep, I just ended that sentence in a preposition. This is blogging, not AP reporting, and that’s why I like it.)

We sort of assumed our 15-minutes of fame would equate to roughly a month on the air – or whenever the agreed upon time between the radio station and the newspaper who publishes the site had concluded.

Last summer, thanks to Q98.5 FM, I attended a Chris Daughtry concert and even snagged backstage passes.

I’ve shared my secret about wanting to date a rock star before.

I’ve also shared how Daughtry is on my celebrity crush list.

So, imagine me walking around the corner to meet Daughtry in person for the first (and likely only) time. I receive gracious hand shakes from two of his band members before I realize that Chris has extended his arms to offer me a hug. Also picture my incredibly understanding and embarrassed husband watching this scene unfold.

What managed to escape my lips has haunted me for the past year. I look at him straight in the eye (well, technically, I look down slightly because I wore heels that night) and utter, “Thanks for coming to Nebraska.”

I walked away without even realizing that I missed an opportunity to tell him how much I loved him (uummmm….his music).

Yesterday, I was given a chance to redeem myself. It’s hard to get second chances..so I took full advantage of it.

Listen in on the phone call here.

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I’ve been blogging for momaha.com – a local parenting site that is owned and operated by Omaha’s major newspaper, The Omaha World-Herald – for over three years. Throughout it all, I can count on one hand how many times I’ve purposely tackled something controversial.

I don’t like arguing with people. In fact, nine times out of 10, I’d prefer to sit back and read other people’s rants and arguments while watching the drama unfold from the sidelines.

But the story about rich Manhattan moms renting disabled people to cut in lines at Disney World reeled me in. Originally reported by the NY Post, and subsequently picked up by major news outlets across the country, the allegations are pretty deplorable.

Disney World is conducting their own investigation and, last I knew, the company has not released an official statement.

While the majority of readers enjoyed my take on the situation, I got slammed a little by others who didn’t think I did a thorough enough investigation before I flew off the handle. Well, here’s a newsflash: I am a blogger who gets paid (thankfully because so many others do not) for sharing my stories and opinions. I read the NY Post article, and then follow-up articles published on CNN and Yahoo!

That, to me, was a trifecta of reputable sources. 🙂

I thought maternalmedia readers would get a kick out of listening to me and fellow blogger, Melissa Cruickshank, talk about this unfolding story. This radio podcast took place last Thursday, May 16, Enjoy!

Oh, and here’s a good post from a blogger who loves Disney World. She believes the allegations are total BS.

Created by Heidi Woodard

Bat crap crazy

May 19, 2013

Hi you.

How’s life?

Me? Mine’s good. Just a little battier than normal.

About a month ago, I was sitting in one of my go-to blogging spots around the house (I have two – on a living room chair when the kids are asleep and in my bed, with the door closed, when the kids and living room TV are attempting to one-up each other in the noise department).

I was in the former when I heard the faint sound of fluttering wings. I thought it might be some birds making a nest on the backside of our house. After all, it is spring and isn’t that the normal time birds build nests?

Only it dawned on me that it was 11 o’clock at night. Aren’t birds supposed to be sleeping by then?

A shudder ran up my spine when I realized the sound was not coming from the outside, but instead was happening in the ceiling pretty much right above my head.

We’re the first owners of our house and I think it’s only 6 or 7 years old. Don’t uninvited pests normally target older houses to creep into?

Well, last week, (one of) my worst nightmares came true via this text exchange between my husband and me.

Ryan likes to see me squirm.

Ryan likes to see me squirm.

The reality: We have bats in our attic. I’m not sure how many, but if I was a gambling woman, I’d bet a half dozen to 10. Another reality: My husband thinks he’s hilarious.

So the plan of attack is that we’ve hired a company called Critter Control to evict the bats next week. We have to pay a ton of money to guarantee they don’t come back. If the choice is paying through the nose to make sure I don’t have bats crashing in my ceiling or going up to investigate the situation myself, it’s a no-brainer.

Make fun of me for being a wuss. I’m not bat crap crazy.

We chose the location of our home when our boys were very young, mainly due to the beautiful open space that is accessible from our back yard. It’s a natural playground with walking trails, a creek, bridges, mature trees, and lots of land.

Unbeknownst to me until this year, it’s also a pretty stellar place for bats to hang out too.

Bats have plenty of space to chill here. They need to get out of my attic and pronto.

Bats have plenty of space to chill here. They need to get out of my attic (pronto)!

Created by Heidi Woodard