One week to Bravery Book Launch and celebration
It's one week from the big day, and I'm getting a little nervous! I don't really know what to expect. This year already has so many firsts for me....first book published, first website, new career, and seeing Oprah live. A lot of firsts for the first month in to 2013.
Learning to blog, tweet, (or is it twit a tweet??? Lol!). Learning all about this social media stuff on top of marketing a book, is quite overwhelming at times. I certainly do not regret anything, and am so excited on this new journey, but I can't wait until I know what I'm doing!!!
If anyone has some advice for me, feel free to leave a comment on my website. Any helpful tidbits will be greatly appreciated.
If you can make it, and live near by, come to the launch;
Sunday, February 10 2013
Open House between 1:00 & 5:00pm
9240 Sutton Downtown Business Centre
Finally found a great mascara
As I mentioned before, I'm new to the blogging world, but I understand it's okay to blog about whatever comes to mind.
I don't know about you, but I have tried almost every mascara on the market, and never found one I love. Well that was until yesterday.
The last mascara I tried, Purminerals, was certainly not worth the $30.00 I paid. It seemed dried up before I even used it.
Anyway, the other day I had to go to Shoppers Drug Mart to do some more mailing. No matter what, I always find it difficult to bypass the cosmetic department. Like really, us girls need anymore make up???
The cosmetic lady politely asked if I was looking for anything specific, so I mentioned I was wondering if there were any good mascaras new to the market. She said absolutely, and led me over to the Benefit isle, where she showed me their new mascara, ''They're Real.'' She told me it just bumped Lancombe as the number 1 mascara.
I figured, why not, let's give it a try. The price was just over $31.00, and if it worked like the cosmetician said, well it would be worth it.
The next morning I was excited to give it a try, and wow, this stuff is fabulous! No more 50 strokes of the wand, no more clumping, and it actually looks like I have nice eyelashes for once.
Way to go Benefit!
Exciting new purchase
I can't speak for all women out there, but I sure have a difficult time buying really good mascara, and curling irons! Well yesterday I lucked out with both!! What are the chances of that???
First of all, I had a bit of time to kill before an appointment and Winners was close by so I popped in there to see what was new. I didn't have time to try on the usual 25 items of clothing that I usually do, so I checked out the accessories section instead.
I saw some great false eyelashes that I was tempted to buy, but soon recalled the last time I tried some and almost permanently glued my eyeballs shut!!
Since I previously have had great success in their curling iron/blow dry department, I sauntered over to check out what was new. I stumbled across the coolest looking curling iron I had ever seen!! It was a singular rod of round circles.
I''m sure I looked a little stupid as I plucked it from the box and held it to my head and tried to figure out how it worked. It seemed awkward, but the design was so unique, I just had to purchase it to see what it could actually do if I plugged it in.
Well, after I got it home and played around with it for a bit, I was excited to see that it was great! Within minutes I had random wavy curls that looked full and natural!!
I think it's often worth it to try something new. It certainly applies to my motto; you never know until you try.
Gotta go now, but check out my blog tomorrow when I talk about my new found favourite mascara.
Yes, I finally found a mascara that actually makes me look like I have nice eyelashes!!!
Kim and Tracee's crazy Oprah adventure - Conclusion
Finally we decide we had better stop and ask someone on the sidewalk for directions. At the next stop light we see a policeman on a bike. I roll down my window and say, "Excuse me sir.
He didn''t hear me so I tell Tracee to pull up closer. Now I can tell he thinks we're trying to run him over!! Great, that's all we need is to be hauled into the police station! We'd miss Oprah for sure.
Once I began to ask for directions, his frown disappears as he explains where we need to go. We weren't that far off course so we figure will be okay. As we approach the arena we realize that by now most of the parking lots would be filled up. We see a parking lot to the left which still had space left so we decided to take it.
We knew we were fairly close to the arena but not sure exactly how far. Once we make it to the sidewalk we notice we are about three blocks down and two to the right. Yes, it's not that far if it weren't raining ''cats and dogs!!''
Tracee and I begin to run in our high heel boots towards the stadium. I get the bright ideas to pull the scarf from my neck and wrap it around my head as we make our way. Tracee decides it's a great idea and does the same.
We are laughing so hard we can hardly breathe!! I don't even care, I just want to get there.
I yell out to Tracee, "Why are we laughing? We should be crying. This is not how I want to look to see Oprah!!"
Tracee can barely utter, "I know." Because she was laughing so hard too.
Finally we make it to the entrance of the arena. We have finally made it... I can hardly believe it! Quickly, I snap a picture of Tracey and I standing at the line up in front of the door. Oh boy, do we look lovely! Our faces dripping with water, and our hair soaked. (The scarves didn't work as I hoped they would.) Oh well, we just keep laughing because there is not much we can do about it now.
We had made okay time after all. Ten minutes to try and dry off, reapply our make up and off we go to our seats with 20 minutes to spare.
Our seats were okay, close to the floor but near the other end of where Oprah would be. First thing Tracee says is, "How do we get your book to Oprah now??"
We scope the stadium thinking of a way.
"Go ask that security guard if he''ll take it to the stage?" Tracee says.
"I don''t think he will do that." I reply.
Tracee agrees. So now what???
I sat there for a few minutes, and listened to what Oprah calls the whisper. I got up from my seat as I thought, ''you never know until you try.''
"Excuse me sir, do you think there is a remote possibility I could get this book to Oprah?"
He took the book, opened it up, looked up at me and said, "Is this a gift to Oprah?"
I sensed a bit of hope and was kind of nervous in my reply, "Yes it is. See it''s me on the cover."
I don''t know why I said that, and felt kind of strange, but then he said, "Well, Oprah is accepting gifts, so I will pass it on."
What did he say??? Did he really say what I thought he said?? Why yes, I think he did. I passed him the book and turned back towards my seat wearing the biggest grin ever!! Tracee''s eyes were as big as saucers because she had been watching the discussion take place, and seen me hand over the book.
I returned to my seat. Tracee and I both felt a great sense of accomplishment, along with the feeling that it was meant to be.
Perhaps it wasn't an easy feat, but one well worth the chaos it brought.
So now we wait and see if I hear from Oprah....
I will keep you posted.
Oprah''s show was amazing!! Her humility and gratitude filled the crowd with such positive energy. I think for many, she inspired a new found encouragement to be the best that we can be. Plus, she was so funny and entertaining...I hung on her every word.
Kim and Tracee''s Crazy Oprah Adventure - part 2
Thurday afternoon arrives, and I''m as prepared as I could be to go see Oprah. Since Cam was out of town at a real estate convention, and I wouldn''t be home until late, I decided to have the kids stay at their Grandma''s house for the night. Madge took Jesse because she lives close to her school, and my mom took Avery because the bus comes right past her house.
I phone Tracee to see if she is on schedule. (Sometimes she can be fashionably late.) Yes, she was on schedule. Our plan was to get away early, just incase of any setbacks along the way. We figured 3.5 hours gave us more than enough time, with a little extra to grab a bite....Or so we thought.
It was a nice clear sunny afternoon at 3:30pm when Tracee arrives at my door. So off we go down the road with excitement in our chatter as we discuss what Oprah''s venue may be like. About 10 minutes into the drive I blurt out, "Oh no Tracee, I forgot the bag of Jesse''s pj''s and clothes to drop off at Madge''s.
"No worries." Tracee said, "We have plenty of time so lets just turn around and go back."
I couldn''t believe it! I had even left the bag outside on my car hood so I would see it as I passed it in the driveway. Oh well, Tracee was right, we had lots of time. Oprah didn''t start till 7:00pm and it was a two hour drive at the most.
Back on track and hitting the highway, we continue to chat about the anticipated evening ahead. About 45 minutes into our drive, it begins to rain.
"Oh shoot!" Tracee says, "I forgot my umbrella."
"Oh no. I forgot mine too." I reply.
I had especially bought a little compact umbrella yesterday that I could put in my purse....UGHHH!!
Needing to look our best for Oprah, and knowing we had a bit of a walk from the parking lot to the arena, we decide that once we are off the highway we will stop at a store to pick one up.
In theory that was a great plan, but once off the highway, we could only see a few stores that may carry an umbrella and they were on the other side of the road, and the traffic was too heavy to cross. It would take a long time to get to the other side and back again. Traffic was slowing us down alot but the rain had nearly slowed to a stop, so we figured we would be okay....Or so we thought.
Getting closer to our destination there was alot of sudden lane turns we needed to make, at least according to our GPS. With Tracee''s well maneuvered driving skills, we narrowly excape a couple of fender benders, but it was close. Other than a few cars honking at us, it was all good.
Time was getting tight, but we could see Rogers Arena in the distance, so we knew we were close. There would be no time to stop and get a bite somewhere, but decide a hot dog at the arena would suffice.
Crowds of people filled the sidewalks, all making their way to see Oprah. One by one we watch as their umbrellas began to pop up. Yes, the skies were opening up and the rain was beginning to fall hard.
"This is so not good Tracee." I say in with angst in my voice.
"I know!" She shrieks. "There is no time or place to get an umbrella Now."
Oh well, there was nothing we could do about that, short of offering alot of money to someone for their umbrella, which I seriously contemplated. For now, we could only focus on finding the Costco parking lot because it was the closest to the arena.
With Tracee paying all her attention on the road, and me looking at the GPS for guidance, we almost miss the Costco sign. All of a sudden it seems to appear out of no where, but we are on the outside lane. Tracee swiftly hit the brake pedal and turns on her blinker, but none of the drivers on the inside lane would let us in, and the drivers behind us were honking their horns, so we had no choice but to pass it!!
"what now?" Tracee shouted.
"I don''t know!! Just keep going. We will have to go around the block and come back." I said.
Yes, once again, in theory this was a good idea, but when you have the blind leading the blind, not so much!! Somehow....someway, we got lost, and way off track. I can''t believe it. What started off as a well planned, properly executed day is falling apart.
At this rate, I wonder, am I ever going to get my book to Oprah???
End of part 2 - Stayed tuned for the conclusion on Monday.
Oh what a feeling!
I had no idea how surprised I would be when the door bell rang and the UPS man said, "I got ten boxes here for you."
I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest! Five years of blood, sweat and tears and I am finally holding my book in my hand!! It is surreal.
Why am I so surprised? I knew it was coming. My friend said it''s kind of like when your pregnant; you know the baby is coming, but until you can actually see it and feel it, it doesn''t seem real. I thought her analogy was brilliant. Yes, I was pregnant with Bravery for five years. No wonder I kept leaking out ''happy tears.''
My new journey has officially begun!!