Moving on Up…

We have all had our war stories…moving just opens you up to feeling the love or feeling the frustration. A few amusing “Observations” of my “Move” across Gwinnett:

1) I did a massive clean-out to move from Philly to Atlanta 5 years ago. Apparently, I neglected to not honor my previous “non-accumulation clause.” $#%^%
2) I own more accessories than any average person should ever accumulate in one location. Someone should have reminded me my name is NOT Kate Middleton. Sheesh.
3) I am officially discarding/selling the last of my “first apartment/college temporary” Ikea furniture product. Therefore, I should be able to proceed to adulthood. Or feel extremely pathetic I have moved it over 5 times.
Sigh.
4) I wonder if I should be concerned that I have no idea how ALL this stuff fit here in the first place. Good thing for downsizing.
5)Finally, as I pack each box I recognize how many memories were made and how much I appreciate the good times and challenges I faced in this place. Looking forward to moving on up!!!

How do you handle the trials and tribulations of moving, Gwinnett?

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Locaventure…just outside of Gwinnett and turn by sustainable taste…Part 3

A single week's fruits and vegetables from com...

A single week’s fruits and vegetables from community-supported agriculture share: peppers, okra, tomatoes, beans, potatoes, garlic, eggplant, squash. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When you wrap a series, it is a challenge to have that grand finale…the last act, of sorts. And I sure did try to find something fabulous. Something that could wow even the greenest goddess of Locavore legend. And as many of you saw in earlier posts, I hit the biggest brick wall of writers block.

So I shelved the good of the local food-to-table movement and set out to let the topic come to me. And it did, tenfold. While conducting my annual search of Farmer’s Markets, I extended my search since, as I joke, I have spent some time not just in glorious Gwinnett but at the country house (aka Walton Boy’s & his family’s places) in Walton County. I love having added local places to visit – especially farmers markets and farm stands since we are not in the urban fold of my residence.

While looking at Local Harvest I discovered a nearby farm, new to the area and trade. Wanting to support some new local agribusiness, I began searching the site and learning about their CSA practices and involvement with local agriculture and partnerships.

First, for all of you green to the CSA concept, according to Local Harvest,

Over the last 20 years, Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) has become a popular way for consumers to buy local, seasonal food directly from a farmer. Here are the basics: a farmer offers an¬†amount of “shares” to the public. Typically the share consists of a box of vegetables, but other farm products are¬†included. Interested consumers buy a share (aka a “membership” or a “subscription”) and in return receive a box (bag, basket) of seasonal produce each week throughout the farming season.

Cool, right?

So here are a few take-aways:

1)Always Support Local- and don’t forget your Farmers!
It is a no-brainer. You help support your neighborhood, your local biz, and keep one of our best resources, agriculture, alive and well. It’s a challenge out there. Our friends Amanda & Anthony who own White Tail Farm rely on the business locally in Carnesville AND through the many Farmer’s Market trips they make in Gwinnett and surrounding counties including Suwanee, Norcross, and other local-driven cities. However, times are tough. Every trip you make to the chain grocery store can impact the local farmer – so keep it in your head to try a market/stand first and reap the benefits of fresh Chem/processed free produce and more from the farm. Summer is a super time to try the locavore concept.

2) DIY Local Grown
Okay, so we all don’t have a green thumb. But I say TRY. You do not have to produce a garden out of Southern Living, but you can do small containers, a kitchen herb garden, or a small plot in the yard. Keep it basic or KISS. Even in my small no-yard patio apartment I grew some basil & tomato & oregano to keep me happy in summer with “instant Caprese” ingredients for dinners solo or friends. If you are feeling hopeless & garden green, you have a few resources in Gwinnett to learn or pick up a few tips.

A) Gwinnett Technical College‘s Horticulture program hosts spring and fall annual plant sales – students, faculty and staff sell and showcase their semester successes and your garden acquisitions will support scholarship and program growth at the College. Talk about a local win-win.
B) Georgia Piedmont Land Trust is truly one of the best Gems in Gwinnett. The Land Trust is located in the heart of Gwinnett in Snellville. If you have not visited, you are missing out on one of the coolest green spaces in the County.

(We were) Founded and led the conservation effort in Gwinnett County…a local, non-profit conservation organization, committed to the preservation of open and green space in the Piedmont region of Georgia.

Besides being one of the most unusual places to take the family, they host a plethora of garden treasures including workshops, lectures, and feature special guests (i.e. Master Gardeners) to better understand your own garden, the regional land and how the two co-exist and grow. For instance, one of my personal favorites is the resource and guidance they offer for understanding and planning your local garden, yard , etc. Vital, as you don’t want invasive plants or seedlings, which can inhabit or cause future long-term green space in Georgia. It takes out the guesswork of standing in the aisle figuring out what to grow. In addition, the partnerships they have with local landscaping and garden locals including Master Gardener resources! – makes your garden beautiful & valuable to the green world while benefitting local. Take the kids. Get ’em in the dirt and out of the video games. They are future gardeners of our world, you know.

Chef Sara Dunning shares her wisdom on “farm-to-table” gourmet at gymnopedie

3) Grow Local- Eat Local
You have your garden, you are visiting the farms, now you need a reward. How about a date night out? This brought a huge GEM into my life, a TRUE farm-to-table find located off Pulaski Street in Athens, GA gymnopedie – A farm-to-table experience. Walton Boy and I have known each other just about a year. I thought it would be fun to go out and celebrate. In my searches to find local markets, I saw a picture and write-up of this local chef from New Zealand who ingrained¬†in the local “food-to-table” movement and was practicing it in Athens. I reviewed her site (and the many delicious recipes hosted) and was sold. We’re not practicing vegetarians so I knew Walton Boy was a little skeptical about this vegan/vegetarian place. However, knowing I was on an adventurous kick, he let me lead and plan the way. Only open on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays (and by private event only some pre-reserved weeknights) I booked us for a Friday night at the 16 seat bistro. Upon arrival, we were a little early, and were instantly greeted by Chef Sara Dunning arms laden with bright vegetables and plates, as she was doing the cooking, serving, and greeting. ¬†Her partner and fellow chef had recently gotten engaged so the restaurant is now working through some easy transition with schedules, as she explained to the table across from us. Two other tables were full, so we grabbed the long table and settled in facing the large chalkboard menu. She brought us cold water and sat down to talk with us about the menu. Four courses included all vegetarian based delicious options either a’ la carte or “tasting menu” – wanting the full experience we agreed on the tasting menu and then had her help as sommelier to choose our wine. The menu changes each month and you end up with delicious choices right off the farm or farmers market. Sustainable, organic, green, local – I knew this was going to be the final piece to my Locavore Series¬†as this was encompassing the elements of a final pi√®ce de r√©sistance. And it was good. Really, really good. We were able to enjoy each course at leisure and converse in the quiet restaurant caf√©. Think being at home with a few friends but a true gourmet feel, not stuffy. Just amazing food. A symphony really. We began with homemade pickled veggies and progressed to mixed salad greens, crisp shaved radishes, tangy vinaigrette and segue¬†into long golden wax beans, and so much more – I know it was vegetarian but it had so much flavor and taste my brain and obviously my mouth were exploding from pure pleasure. Our favorite, and the Chef noted a retained menu item, was the Garden Lasagna. Thinly shaved zucchini ribbons layered with herbs, local tomatoes, basil-pine nut pesto, and cashew ricotta¬†left us scraping the plate. Seriously. Dessert was petit fours (the rhubarb tart had sold out; so,¬†get there early!) and we enjoyed a few of the Chef’s family recipes tweaked to be vegetarian-friendly. Walton Boy kept chatting it up even after we left – for a true “meat & potatoes” connoisseur,¬†as he is, this speaks volumes past the norm. ¬†You need to go and take your friends. And family. And your sweet significant other – trust me, the intimate setting is a great time to have that enjoyable lingering conversation you’ve missed once in a while from the busy confines of life’s marathon. Again, supporting local on so many levels in such a beautiful way. Tell them Gwinnett Girl sent you – she loved when I shared I was a local blogger or that I even thought to mention her. How could I not? This restaurant is unforgettable in that “walk-a-European-street-and-marketplace-to-dine-in-pure-culinary-delight.” Go on, make reservations so you can experience the awesomeness I’m so obviously enamored about with gymnopedie.

Locavore is something not just worth researching, and as I’ve discovered, ¬†is truly a way to keep the backyard food cycle going. We get so enamored with the easy quick grab and go. C’mon, ¬†you know you have that voice in your head that tells you just be “convenient” and hit the big chain and sling whatever in your cart. ¬†This practicing local isn’t hard, if you work it into your life and it becomes a norm. Think about the benefits of shopping at a farmer’s market, or even taking a quick minute to stop at that fruit stand you whiz by going home from work. ¬†You’ll have great food. ¬†You’ll even make some new acquaintances – I love the idea personally talking to the person who can TELL me where my food came from – not a sticker telling me it came from “somewhere in South America.” ¬†Plus, you and your family end up healthier, happier and win √ľber points as a better community focused member. Pure and simple.

Eating Local-Sustaining More Than Hunger- Go Local…Part 2

 

Local Food Cafes

Image by andy castro via Flickr

locavore:Someone who exclusively (or at least primarily) eats foods from their local or regional foodshed or a determined radius from their home (commonly either 100 or 250 miles, depending on location).

Imagine. A community embracing local in their daily existence through live, work, and play. It sounded like a pretty cool concept to me. I am not an expert on going local or even knowing a ton of history on the Locavore Movement…however, I do believe I can support my own community by shopping, dining, and buying local as much as possible. When I wrote the first post in the Go Local series, it made me take a second glance at my own everyday routine and habits of living local. I issued a challenge for everyone to embrace a First Friday tradition and embrace dining, shopping, or supporting a local business on a Friday during the first (or whenever most convenient) of the month. Still consider doing this if you are reading the challenge for the first time, or if it escaped the Endnote entry or reminder list on your calendar. Indeed, I even followed my own challenge and even tried to do a little more. I brought my lunch to work using produce and food items bought at a local farmers market. When Walton Boy and I went out on the weekend, we chose local, independent restaurants and entertainment. I admit it is a little intoxicating to leave your meal or business knowing you supported your own neighbor. Walton Boy is learning to smile and listen as throw on my Wonder Woman cape & get on the soapbox about issues- even this latest local kick. And he challenges me too when I might get a little too self-promoting. Because after all, it was easier to swing through the Chick-fil-a drive thru on my way to a Chamber meeting, or run over to that big “corporate toy store” to find the right baby doll in pink instead of running to the local toy store across town. We have all been there. However, my own advice in the blog was to find a way to make local convenient and not a hindrance. So the next phase of the Go Local challenge is to focus on “living local” for a week. For some of you, the attempt may be whole hog- shopping, dining, living by local 24/7. (I get that-I may have faltered at organized sports, but I do know how to ‘win’ competitively). Others may find a way to “fit in” the local support, try a new market or go to that local boutique you keep driving by on your way to the mall. There is no right or wrong. I figure if we all embrace at least one week of “going local” in one small or even one big way, our own Gwinnett Neighborhood is going to benefit in a profound way by you walking in and supporting a business. I suggest making it a game with the family, friends, or colleagues- there are quite a few locavore/local/sustainable web sites and searches out there. Get the kids to choose a place they find online or with a coin toss. Entice your co-workers to choose a local restaurant instead of a chain known for its locavore attitude. Do a “date night” at home only utilizing ingredients from the farmers market or local bakery. Or grab your girlfriends and meet up at the local java or tea shop instead of the universal coffee stop. You would be surprised what is up the street in your “backyard.”. I would love to hear your story, quips, some of your successes, and the challenges you faced. Remember it is a marathon, not a sprint…Let’s Go Local!

    “Starting Line” Links – Making it Easier to Pass the Baton

Helpful Guidelines to Buy Local
Georgia Farmers Markets
eat well guide: finding & supporting local

First Friday Tradition- Go Local…Part 1

I made a mad dash today to one of my favorite stores in Lawrenceville today (and will mention Meg – aka Sparkle Queen) to take care of some gifts for friends and me…ok, quite a little cache for me…However, had a good time seeing familiar faces, awesome unique gifts, and of course felt some happy in my heart for going to my own town to support First Friday. As I shopped at Sparkle!, I realized that I really almost get a sense of guilty pleasure because I can actually get some goodness shopping “local.” The thing is I (and so many others) often get so caught up in ourselves and our busy lives that we sometimes make the decisions to shop ’till we drop at the big corporate monsters instead of taking a quick detour and going downtown to find something. You know how it is. You save the trip you determine to “go local” when there is a special sale, an event, or you are dawdling through. And inevitably you walk through that small shop, business, restaurant or cafe and exclaim “Wow! I should come here more often!” But we don’t. In fact, you probably fall back into behavior in the name of convenience. Now I know sometimes the big business is necessary just like small business. That debate isn’t for me to argue on this blog as some expert blogger on the subject will more than have that covered.
There are a million solutions out there, but here is my challenge to you- start and make a point to go “local” on the First Friday of the month- and spread the wealth, figuratively & literally. Take the family and shop for necessities or gifts (the local hardware store will have that missing gizmo for the thing- and some tips on making it work longer); the restaurant you visit will not only have some awesome cuisine but I bet they will remember you and your name- and even acknowledge your visit bringing you a sweet tea without request; and the farmers markets- hello happy foodies! I guarantee your dinner will taste even better than dining out. So many scenarios and so many reasons to integrate into your personal life. Take on the first challenge – if you didn’t do it yesterday then enact it today or next week. But get into the habit- trust me on this one, it will warm your heart and improve the soul.

Wait ’till you see the NEXT challenge.

Tell me a few of YOUR Favorite Places when YOU go “local.”

The Divalicious Do’s & Don’ts of the Party

You found the perfect dress, sweet stilettos, and accessories to die for and are ready to whoop it up and bring in the New Year. One small detail…will you be a proper, fun party girl or will you plummet due to bad behavior for Girls Gone Wild? Hopefully, you went with choice A.
But we’ll get to that. (grin)
It is the best part of the year – multiple invitations, lots of people, foodie heaven, bountiful beverages, and more music than a karaoke booth. Yet, you were left wondering with suspicion if you maybe said the wrong thing about company policies to your husband’s boss, overindulged in the cocktail shrimp, got champagne spilled or just sweat through your new Nordy dress from nerves, and did you lose your Chinese Laundry ruby heel at the party OR in the Suwanee Towne Center fountain? If these scenarios sound hilarious, or even somewhat true, I have some news & advice for you. We all have googled Emily Post and still have our Mama’s voice ‘yelling’ during those slippery slope moments, but ever just wanted some direction to get through the next neighborhood party, birthday bash, banquet, or intimate, dinner party.

Welcome to the Divalicious Do’s & Don’ts of the Party!

Rule 1: dress for success, not the fatal fashion fail.
There is that sublime moment when you see the perfect outfit in the store just waiting and screaming to be yours. And in your flight of flurried happiness, you buy & set out to don that sparkly, tight, and short confection for the nonprofit benefit to make a statement. But what statement IS that? An Outfit to Remember, or an Affair to Forget? Trust me, Cary Grant is not going to rescue you from a mistake, but your colleagues and complete strangers will remember you and your new reputation if you fashion fail. Now, we all can’t travel with a personal stylist or even have a friend there in the dressing room, but a few quick checklist cues can save you from being the Belle of the Ball they coo over at the fundraiser, instead of the unfortunate Sad Soul they gossip about in the ladies lounge.

    Step 1:

If you think it is too short, brassy, or loud – it probably is. Sorry girl, save the mini for the club or the 80’s Throwback, and the lime green taffeta whipped cream pouf wannabe for the Bridesmaids Ball. Go with classic lines, comfortable fit, and err on the side of conservative instead of seeking the wrong “wow.” If you have an eclectic style or the situation calls for loud and “notice me” go for it, but don’t take this moment to stake reputation instead of a win. Bring a good friend to the dressing room who will be honest. Trust me on this. I have seen the fashion victim. And heard about them. Still. And the party was a year ago. Exactly.

    Step 2:

Shop before the event, not day of event. C’mon the true, good event invite hit your inbox a little over 4 weeks ago and the day before or worse, day of, you are running around like a cartoon character ready to be hit in the head with an anvil. Make the time to find the right look and price instead of risking life, limb, and paycheck for the wrong time management, wrong fit, and depleted budget. You might even get it on sale. Tis goes for the new shoes. Buy early, break in, and wear. Don’t wait to trip down the stairs or worse trip up blisters or sore feet. There are a few exceptions of having to “fill in” at an event so prep your closet (and sanity) with a few go-to outfits to make a splash, not drown.

    Step 3:

Shine, Shimmer & Toss. Make sure you walk out with a glow, not a bare-faced shine. Make-up, powder, or a good base are essential. I know some of you have perfect skin, lucky ducks, but for the average Jane a little powder never hurt anyone. Hate make-up? Ask the friend or colleague who looks flawless for advice & application help. Big event or formal? Budget for professional application or phones friend. Go for goddess, not clown auditions. Same for hair- frizz & roots suck. Make time for a salon blow-out or get help from a good soul who can style you right so you aren’t stressing from a bad crimp or curling iron debacle. Shimmer your style and make sure you make a fun statement- treat yourself to a good gloss or highlights. And like Step 2, please do not wait until day of to try the touted Tahitian Red. The only red may be your face & blood pressure if it goes awry. How do I know these words of wisdom? Well, back in the day I either experienced small symptoms or heard confessions of experienced divas who gave warnings. Take it and dazzle ’em.

Rule 2: party people, not politics…you never know WHO is listening
Short and simple: if you won’t say it to your grandmother, boss, elder or child because you respect and don’t wish to offend, keep it to yourself. They say politics, religion, and other controversial topics are off-limits for social settings. Not exactly, as some people can be objective and present solid cocktail conversation. However, for the average partygoer it is a good rule to leave the hot controversy at home or in trusted company. Take this example, I attended a large business networking event where a loud and opinionated individual (we’ll call him/her “Brash Buddy” decided to make a few choice judgements and statements about a recent gossip train about a well-known leader. Here is the thing about being “well-known”…somebody knows them. And in this Gwinnett world- it is so BIG, it can easily be forgotten how SMALL and connected people are. This is true in so many places though- really. Suffice to say for the Brash Buddy, the leader’s cousin and high-school best friend were there and several invites got lost for our Brash Buddy in the future. Stick to good conversation and be knowledgeable, not all-knowing. Find a movie, book, obscure fact, or bit of history to start conversation. Avoid what you read on your smartphone Facebook status updater or Twitter feed and focus on what you want people to repeat about your topic of interest, not repeating what you said about someone else. Remember, if you can’t say something nice, don’t say it at all. Because truly, you never know who is listening or sharing what YOU will say.

Rule 3: bountiful buffets, beverages, and socialization
There it is. A dazzling oasis of goodie sweet, savory and divine. But hold it there, cowgirl. This is not the Chuck Wagon or Old Country Buffet. Besides the stretch pants do not match the new sparkle tank you have on tonight. Good advice: snack on a healthy treat or even a small meal BEFORE you arrive. Not just for nutrition – because most of that deep fried fried appetizer tray is not low sodium or low cal. And most will leave you feeling blah & yucky after gorging. Keep in mind, most of these events are for socializing not standing at a feeding trough. Dinner parties, cooking events, and “Taste of” events have leniency but go for social, not stuff your face. Cocktails – yes or no? I tend to go with no. Not because I can’t hold my intake but because it isn’t anyone’s business nor my desire to put it on display. The good time party girl who stumbles, laughs too loud, brings obnoxious to a new level, and is not without liquid courage is not my hero. In most social situations, you are there to socialize. This is not the opportunity to get obliterated like you did years ago at the keg party, or even the tailgate last weekend. You know who you are. For those “good time groups,” word of advice: I am staring because I pity your behavior, not because I thought shots at the company holiday party were a stellar idea. Because it isn’t. Ever. Some may disagree, but 99% of the time alcohol causes what one of my diva friends causes “red flags waving & burning in your peripheral view.” Save the alcoholic haze, if you must, for a trusted social setting. A glass of wine of beverage in moderation is ok, don’t slam them down. And, please leave the champagne sloshing teenage stupidity on the dance floor a distant memory.
Ah, dancing. Some of us are lucky to have live music or provided music to shimmy & shake. Do yourself a favor and consider a few beginner dance lessons for you & your honey. Walton Boy suggested them last summer and now both of us may not be the next Fred & Ginger, or Dancing with the Stars, but we can hold our own and the confidence is awesome. If lessons are too much, go use that handy google search to find online steps or YouTube posting. Some are useful and worthwhile. Thank you technology. But once on the floor- please remember that Patrick Swayze and Latin Lenny are not with you. Leave the inappropriate and/or dirty dancing for a private setting. Translation: not in front of the whole party at the fundraiser. Also, rapping, hip-hop moves, and break-dancing are fun on a dare or “pre-determined activity” for a skit but otherwise, just no.

So slide on those cute shoes, fabulous dress and grab your honey to party in the New Year and use this moment to reflect on the faux pas, and make resolutions for being the Perfect Party Guest. You will love 2012 and so will your future hosts and hostesses when you are the unforgettable guest for the RIGHT reasons. Start the Countdown, baby!

Gwinnett Girl 101

Hello, it’s 5am and I am finally doing this. After a year of posting on social media airwaves, we’re going to get down & detailed (and a little more personal). This is following lots of advice, encouragement, and downright guilty pleasure from awesome friends, colleagues, my well-intentioned parental units up in Michigan & one Walton Boy(more about him later) to “Just write it already!!” After all, I am the Gwinnett Girl.

Well, I could say how fabulously busy I have been, or that timing & web analysis had to be just right…but I can’t lie. It shows all over my face, trust me on this one, so truth is I was totally scared. Yup, fabu me with the good advice, the where to go, what to do, & who to know got a good case of the scaredy cat flu and spent a year – oh yeah, one pathetic LONG year hiding, starting & stopping blog entries, bugging friends for validation, & gifting myself a big old non-returnable complex that it wasn’t “good enough”…yet. Then this week it hit me. Somewhere around Sugarloaf Parkway & Satellite, I looked up and saw the lightbulb. (Not a cell tower or lights from NCR – a real A-HA moment) One of my biggest appeals isn’t just the advice, but who was behind Gwinnett Girl. the girl. Promise this is not one big self-serving dose of ego but really, why not SHARE amidst the stellar “Guide to Gwinnett,” a little more about who drives this weird pink & sometimes purple & green Cadillac of Divalicious. Some info on this Little (BIG) County I have grown to love in 4 awesome years.

I came up with “Gwinnett Girl” around 2009 and in what is now typical fashion, launched the “brand” via social media officially in 2010 in November. My real birthday month¬†was a blur as I launched the logo, the fun, the party,¬†Facebook page and a cool Twitter feed and began the dream to create the “Who’s Who, What’s What, and Why we love Gwinnett.” And it stuck. There are about 700 listeners & understanding fans out there who seem to think I have something good. (gee, no wonder I freaked out as a complex¬†people pleaser) From the first day good friends dubbed me “GG” (thank you Sparkle Goddess, Earth Mama, StilettoMama, GwinnettBigSis and several other assorted Gwinnett Superheroes) I now spend my “free time” (for those who know me, stop laughing) posting about good things to do, where to go, & support of local businesses, events, people, and other sage advice because I decided one fine day that I was growing weary of hearing people say, “There is NOTHING to do, see, go, be, have fun in Gwinnett.” So.NOT.True. I tell people (and lucky you) when I moved here from a “Northern City of Brotherly Love” in 2007 1) never stepping foot in Atlanta, especially Gwinnett County for that matter; 2) knowing NOBODY and 3) “falling madly in love” with this crazy place, which took a hold of my heart and never let go. Fast forward to 2011 – am a little more than “connected” in Gwinnett and still residing as¬†one of the biggest advocates and self-appointed cheerleader for this 800k plus melting pot extravaganza place I call home. So, I started the Facebook page and continued tweeting (@GwinnettGirl) and the fan base grew, and I started to get called on by people I expected to catch on and others who blew me out of the park. Encountered challenges, but made them opportunities – and gained advice from some awesome social media gurus on how to wrap my arms around this thing. Also, had distractions – good and unexpected but as many distractions do knock you in the head, necessary. I changed jobs, started writing again, adjusted some work/life balance & commitments, and met a guy- you will get to know him online as Walton Boy – who helped prod me along on this weird project despite my own internal self-conscious doubts.

But who am I? Well, I am an only child who is a former introvert turned extrovert (seriously – ask my friends in middle & high school), love eating banana peppers out of the jar, addicted to words & writing (hello, college English major), social media-savvy goddess, have a guilty love of scavenger hunts, skee-ball, stilettos (cute & functional, as I am 5’2), and using fabulous means to make the world √ľber DIVALICIOUS (my “signature” term for something so ultimately cool you can’t resist it & must combust into spontaneous SQUEES of joy & rapture) Exactly. Some may find this too cutesy, or girly, or utterly mindless. Well, it’s me and although I am serious, stately, & refined – I save that for my day job and important GG professional matters but online, it fits me just fine. There is more.

For instance, why I love donning sparkly accessories or putting my best fashion foot forward while wearing my fave pair of yoga pants. Or those super suggestions to get networked or connected and survive another benefit, event, celebration, festival with panache. Or the “Gwinnett Gems” discovered in local shops, events, history, super fun locations,¬†foodie/social media addictions and more. Or, how I wake up every day to save the world. (Truth serum: I really do)
But that is for another blog or two…I promise not to make you wait a year. In fact, I bet my “inner circle” of coaches and friends, who have finally come to after passing out with this published blog post, will now really light the fire under my stilettos. And I will write more.

Ready for this? Let’s go!