Communication – WTH, TBH, IMHO

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The classes I loved in college were communication focused. I loved learning about verbal and nonverbal communication. Encoding and decoding. Body language. I was super jazzed to give my demonstration speech in front of my classmates. Public speaking was awesome and I was the first to raise my hand to talk. And don’t even get me started on written communication. So….freaking…..cool!

I dabbled in the radio world for a few years and was sucked into the hype of speaking to listeners across the corner of four states. What a fantastic way to communicate. Someone calls in and I pretend to really care about dedicating a song to their girlfriend who just broke up with them. Then I open the mic, say a little spill. The end. Now that I think about it, radio was an early form of social media. You had tons of followers (listeners) who you would never meet. (With the few exceptions of the crazy, stalker listener who randomly show up at the station to chat.) Eek!

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My radio days.

I do use my communication skills every day in my career. Working in the advertising world, you have to be able to communicate a message to someone that motivates them to purchase your product. Create a problem someone didn’t know they had then turn around and provided them with a solution to the problem. That’s basically marketing 101. You’re welcome.

Throughout my day I have multiple conversations going on at any given time. From discussing a radio spot for one client to deciding what SEO search terms we want to use for a digital campaign for another, (brag time….I have a great team I work with to help keep me on track. Hugs DeeAnna and BCC folks.) I have to be able to focus and shift directions at a moments notice and be able to communicate effectively.

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Total side note: Where in the world did proper phone etiquette go? It is like no one understands how to communicate over the phone, it’s all emails and text messages. And resumes? I can’t believe people actually write like they text on a job application. I think the technical term is SMS shorthand.  Srsly? OMG! SMH. IMHO. IDK? IKR? LOL! BRB.  Who does that? If my professor, Les Anderson, were still here he would be going crazy. And just so you know, those are the type of applications I send right to the trash. If you can’t take the extra three minutes to write out complete words and sentences, I don’t want to work with you. (It is totally cool if you have to Google the text abbreviations to know what they mean. I had too.)

Ok back to the topic.  How we communicate with one another has changed but communication is still one of the most valuable assets we have. Think about not being able to order your favorite meal in the drive-thru? Or telling your doctor you have a throbbing pain in your foot. Or sweet talk your way out of a speeding ticket? Not being able to communicate would suck!

Whelp, that is really all I have for now. I have to feed my son. Apparently, he is going to starve to death if I don’t heat up his pizza within the next five minutes.  WTH? LOL.

Love, peace and hair grease ~ Deeds.

Communication – WTH, TBH, IMHO

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The classes I loved in college were communication focused. I loved learning about verbal and nonverbal communication. Encoding and decoding. Body language. I was super jazzed to give my demonstration speech in front of my classmates. Public speaking was awesome and I was the first to raise my hand to talk. And don’t even get me started on written communication. So….freaking…..cool!

I dabbled in the radio world for a few years and was sucked into the hype of speaking to listeners across the corner of four states. What a fantastic way to communicate. Someone calls in and I pretend to really care about dedicating a song to their girlfriend who just broke up with them. Then I open the mic, say a little spill. The end. Now that I think about it, radio was an early form of social media. You had tons of followers (listeners) who you would never meet. (With the few exceptions of the crazy, stalker listener who randomly show up at the station to chat.) Eek!

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My radio days.

I do use my communication skills every day in my career. Working in the advertising world, you have to be able to communicate a message to someone that motivates them to purchase your product. Create a problem someone didn’t know they had then turn around and provided them with a solution to the problem. That’s basically marketing 101. You’re welcome.

Throughout my day I have multiple conversations going on at any given time. From discussing a radio spot for one client to deciding what SEO search terms we want to use for a digital campaign for another, (brag time….I have a great team I work with to help keep me on track. Hugs DeeAnna and BCC folks.) I have to be able to focus and shift directions at a moments notice and be able to communicate effectively.

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Total side note: Where in the world did proper phone etiquette go? It is like no one understands how to communicate over the phone, it’s all emails and text messages. And resumes? I can’t believe people actually write like they text on a job application. I think the technical term is SMS shorthand.  Srsly? OMG! SMH. IMHO. IDK? IKR? LOL! BRB.  Who does that? If my professor, Les Anderson, were still here he would be going crazy. And just so you know, those are the type of applications I send right to the trash. If you can’t take the extra three minutes to write out complete words and sentences, I don’t want to work with you. (It is totally cool if you have to Google the text abbreviations to know what they mean. I had too.)

Ok back to the topic.  How we communicate with one another has changed but communication is still one of the most valuable assets we have. Think about not being able to order your favorite meal in the drive-thru? Or telling your doctor you have a throbbing pain in your foot. Or sweet talk your way out of a speeding ticket? Not being able to communicate would suck!

Whelp, that is really all I have for now. I have to feed my son. Apparently, he is going to starve to death if I don’t heat up his pizza within the next five minutes.  WTH? LOL.

Love, peace and hair grease ~ Deeds.

I Will Not…….2018

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It is December 31st. I am sitting on my couch watching football. My husband sits across from me and my son is beside me. The older girls are out with friends. It’s bitter cold out so all the cats are in to keep warm. I have been on vacation all week so I have had little motivation and ate way too much, making me feel super fat. But I keep telling myself that it is ok because in 6 hours it will be a new year with new beginnings. (As I type this I am crushing an awesome PB&J.)New Years Resolution Quotes Funny New Year Resolutions Quotes – 1600×1600 Quotes Wallpaper

Are you like me when it comes to the start of the new year? Do you feel fresh and ready to conquer the world? Like a magical fairy waves her wand at the stroke of twelve and all the woes and troubles of 2017 disappear. If only it were that easy.

There are far far better things ahead than any we leave behind. – C.S. Lewis

When I wake up in the morning to the dawn of a new year I am still going to have debt to deal with. My good friend will still have cancer and take chemo.  I am still going to feel fat and miserable. The Broncos are still going to suck. I will still have to go back to work on Tuesday. My inbox will still be full of unanswered messages. And while I am eating cheeseballs, I will be thinking about joining the gym.

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I did a little research on the birth of New Year’s resolutions. And what I found on the History channel website was the Babylonians from back in the day would make promises in order to earn the favor of the gods. Things like paying off debts and giving back borrowed farm equipment.  Well, that sounds easy enough.  I have some Tupperware I need to return to a co-worker.

When we make resolutions we are just setting ourselves up to fail. I mean think about it, you make these promises to yourself to do ABC and XYZ or to stop this and that. It’s the same four resolutions you’ve made every year since 1998. And only 8 percent of us even keep our New Year’s resolutions anyway.

Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending – Carl Bard

I normally make a list of things I want to change at the start of the year. I am 100 percent committed. It is going to be the best…year…ever! And by the end of the week, I have failed miserably. The year just started and it already sucks. I feel like a loser. I don’t want to feel that way this year. So I am going to try a little reverse psychology and instead of making a “Things I want to do in 2018” list, I am going to make a “Things I won’t do in 2018”.

2018 Will Not Do List:

  • I will not stress about what I eat.
  • I will not play HayDay all evening.
  • I will not worry if my son’s hair grows past his ears. (As long as he brushes it.)
  • I will not let Wheel of Fortune be more important than eating with my family at our dinner table.
  • Speaking of dinner, I will not forget to set out the hamburger to thaw.
  • I will not let negative people get in the way of my happiness.
  • I will not let the devil have any power in my life.
  • I will not check my email when I am not at work unless I have set a specific time to do so.
  • I will not hit snooze. Just kidding – yes I will.
  • I will not let spam emails overload my inbox.
  • I will not be bothered when the toilet paper roll is empty, dirty dishes are in the sink because someone was too lazy to take 5 minutes to unload the dishwasher, and the toothpaste that is caked on the side of the sink.
  • I will not forget to tell my family I love them.
  • I will not adopt any more cats. Rob, you’re welcome. 
  • I will not forget to pray in all circumstances.
  • I will not stop laughing.
  • I will not worry about things I can’t control.
  • I will not feel like crap when I don’t have anything to write about.
  • I will not be ashamed to be American.
  • I will not apologize for being a Christian.
  • I will not regret eating a packet of Oreo covered in Nutella.
  • I will not be too busy to donate blood or give back to my community.

 

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I don’t know if looking at New Year’s resolutions from this angle will make a difference or not, but it has to be better than what I have tried the last 15 years. And I really do plan on having an amazing year. I have this sense of calm and peace. I have never felt so excited yet laid back at the beginning of a new year.

I close with this last thought. You have 12 new chapters to write and 365 new opportunities to seize. Don’t get hung up on do’s and don’ts. It doesn’t matter if you make a traditional resolution promise to yourself or manipulate a “will not do” list like I did, go into 2018 with an open mind and grateful heart. Don’t stress about the things you have no control of. Laugh multiple times a day. Do what you say you are going to do. Don’t talk a big game and not follow through. Don’t put up with negative, hateful people that bring you down. Leave that crap in 2017. Do what makes you happy and stand up for your beliefs. Thank God every day for his blessings. Write your best story yet, in 2018.

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Four Years and Counting – Morning Mojo Anniversay

 

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Four years ago today, December 12, 2013, I started Morning Mojo. I was so excited to begin a journey in writing, jotting down my thoughts, sharing the Good News, and providing inspiration to others. I had some big plans for this blog. I was going to write every day and gain a huge following.  I had no idea of the journey God had in store for my family and me just three days after I started this blog.

I was going to write every day and gain a huge following.

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Mallorie walking in the Riverfest Parade with LLS in 2015

My next enter wasn’t until December 26, the day after Christmas. I wasn’t about Santa or what was under the tree. It was a very somber Christmas that year. On December 15th we found out our daughter had leukemia. I don’t want to spend a lot of time talking about her cancer. It sucked. All cancer sucks. I don’t care what type or the age, cancer…..sucks. But because of her illness, my writing was a lot less “mojo” and more about pain, hurt, and struggle. I even thought about changing the name to something else. I was in a writing dilemma. Instead of my blog having one voice, it shared many voices. If you would like to read the post from December 26th, you can do so here. I haven’t had the nerve to read it since the day I wrote it.

I read so many amazing posts on here that it can give you a writing complex.

Moving on to a little bit happier times, I have been a guest blogger a few times throughout the years. That was cool. I was so nervous. I read so many amazing posts on here that it can give you a writing complex.

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Logan’s football picture. Just posting it because I think he is cute. That is all.

One of my favorite posts was about my daughter, Madison, graduating from high school. I have written some pretty good post about God and his awesomeness. I have taken writing challenges. I love my Mini Mojo posts. I even completed a couple of WordPress classes.

I’ve become one hip grandma and adopted like a million cats.

In these past four years, I have been married to my best friend (we’ve been married like nine years. He reads my post, so I want to make sure he knows that I know how long we’ve been married.)

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WWE Live at Intrust Bank Arena.

Kids have graduated, learned to drive, and Logan started kindergarten and played football for the first time. Let me be clear, he didn’t play football in kindergarten. Kindergarten was three years ago. Football was this year. And he was good. (That whole football experience is a post in itself. Stay tuned.) I’ve become one hip grandma and adopted like a million cats. I got laid off for the first time and changed jobs twice. Oh, and I can’t forget that I have attended four WWE live shows. (Insert Ric Flair wahoo here.)

These past four years have been nothing like I had planned them to be. My writing might be scattered brained from time to time, and I go months without a post, but that is ok. Maybe that is what makes Morning Mojo unique. I mean I don’t even post in the mornings very often. I am looking forward to the next four years and where my writing takes me. Who knows, maybe I can start writing articles for WWE?

My writing might be scattered brained from time to time, and I go months without a post, but that is ok.

I guess you might be wondering about Mallorie’s outcome since December 15, 2013. She had many ups and downs. She got very sick, had multiple hospital stays and lost her hair twice. She has had some emotional issues along the way. But today she is a happy, healthy 15-year-old with curly hair. She had her last treatment in May 2016. All we do now is bi-monthly check-ups. It’s freaking great!

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Mallorie this summer.

Thank you for reading and following my blog. Here is to another four years.

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Me being a dork.

 

How I Start The Day – Dilly Dilly

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Every morning I wake up between 4 am and 5 am and immediately go to my bible app and see what the verse is for the day. As silly as it may sound to some, I see that as God’s way of speaking to me before I interact with anyone. (Except my cats, I have to feed them before I do anything or they will seek a plan of attack on me and my feet.)

I am a spiritual person. I believe in God and I believe in his miracles. I have witnessed too many not to believe.  I know the whole “God” thing is not everyone’s cup of tea, so I am not a Bible pusher or one of those “salty” Christians. You know the ones I am talking about, where everything is done for the Lord and if you don’t believe or agree with their views than you will be cast into the pit of misery? (Dilly, dilly. Sorry, I could not resist.)

I am not in a religion, I simply have a relationship with Christ just like any other relationship in my life. It’s not hard. There isn’t a ton of steps you have to follow to be accepted into the club. You don’t have to be miraculous or saintly.  You don’t have to be prefect. In fact, if you are flawed, broken and messed up, it’s even better. All you have to do is believe Jesus died on the cross for your sin. And three days later he rose from the dead. That’s it. It sounds freaky, I know, but at the same time kind of cool. Once you have let Jesus in your life, really cool things happen. Not right away. It’s not like you ask God to be part of your life and a flash of lighting strikes your body and you change. Well, I guess it could happen, I mean hello…it’s God. But just like any relationship, as it grows you become closer and learn to trust.

This post is not a push Jesus down your throat, it is just my way of expressing my love for Christ. I am not going to judge or dislike you if you disagree with my beliefs. If I did, I would a hypocrite and this post would be a complete lie. And that’s not cool.

Apparently the word of the day is cool because I have overused it in this post.

And if you were wondering what the verse of the day is…..

But the Lord watches over those who fear him, those who rely on his unfailing love. 
Psalms 33:18

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The Annoying Shirt Mishap

There it is….you see it sticking out like a sore thumb. You try not to look at it, but you can’t help but stare with the corner of your eye. (Cue dramatic music) You have a snag in your shirt.

Don’t you just hate that? I mean you have this shirt you’ve been rocking for awhile and you know you look good in it and one day BAM you catch the sleeve on something and you get the annoying, unfixable in most cases, snag.

It seems to glare at you as it grows with each move of your arm. You want to pull the sucker back into its place, but the knit fabric won’t allow it. With a deep sigh, you wave your white flag in surrender to the annoying snag.

Goodbye dear shirt…..you will be missed.

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