Do you know how I know my husband of 23 years loves me?He wrote me a poem for Valentine's Day.
It was a love poem.
For me.
About...
(wait for it......)
...corn in poop.
Can you feel the love?!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Friday, February 09, 2007
Joy Suckers
Do you volunteer?
I do. A lot. Because I have time and no money to donate.
So I try to pick and choose my volunteer spots carefully in order to avoid any encounters with Joy Suckers, but crap, they just keeping showing up like a bad rash.
I'm currently serving on the Board of a private, non-profit and have really enjoyed it. For the last 3 years anyway. Those of us who have been serving are parents...people who have half a brain and want to make sure the organization in which our kids participate is a stable and good place to be... We have our meetings, we accomplish tasks, we moan and groan to each other in friendly banter. It's good. We are efficient. We are happy.
Then we had an election.
Wherein Joy Suckers win positions on the Board. (sadly, some ran un-opposed and just got the job by default.)
Joy Suckers have come in and mandated we run things like a freakin' Army patrol. All business. No fun. No humor. AT. ALL. It just makes me want to quit. But I can't. Because I know once the Joy Suckers are done sucking the fun and companionship out of the Board, they will quit and a few of us will be left to pick up the pieces and reassemble it to what it once was...a place where we can once again be efficient...be fun...and be happy.
Would you stay?
I do. A lot. Because I have time and no money to donate.
So I try to pick and choose my volunteer spots carefully in order to avoid any encounters with Joy Suckers, but crap, they just keeping showing up like a bad rash.
I'm currently serving on the Board of a private, non-profit and have really enjoyed it. For the last 3 years anyway. Those of us who have been serving are parents...people who have half a brain and want to make sure the organization in which our kids participate is a stable and good place to be... We have our meetings, we accomplish tasks, we moan and groan to each other in friendly banter. It's good. We are efficient. We are happy.
Then we had an election.
Wherein Joy Suckers win positions on the Board. (sadly, some ran un-opposed and just got the job by default.)
Joy Suckers have come in and mandated we run things like a freakin' Army patrol. All business. No fun. No humor. AT. ALL. It just makes me want to quit. But I can't. Because I know once the Joy Suckers are done sucking the fun and companionship out of the Board, they will quit and a few of us will be left to pick up the pieces and reassemble it to what it once was...a place where we can once again be efficient...be fun...and be happy.
Would you stay?
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