There are smart versions of everything these days. [RELATED: Are You Smarter Than an iPhone?]
FitBits and Apple Watches are smart and those shamelessly expensive, quasi-autonomous robot vacuum cleaners that tidy up while you kick back and relax are super smart…brilliant even. There are smart phones, smart toasters, smart washing machines, smart cars, smart blue ray players, smart televisions, smart thermostats and smart light bulbs. You name it and there’s a smart version of it. If you can believe it, there are even smart tampons.
Meet Meghann Foye, editor at a popular magazine, whose apparent jealousy over a pregnant coworker’s maternity leave and the “special” treatment working mothers receive inspired her breakout
manifesto novel, Meternity. It’s the story of petulant, self-entitled magazine editor (sound familiar?), Liz Buckley, who fakes a pregnancy so she can take advantage of all the perks (insert finger quotes) of maternity leave. Watch.
While I haven’t read the book (and don’t plan to) the trailer is enough to make me want to kick Meghann Foye. As. Hard. As. I. Can.
Meet Lynne Patton. According to LinkedIn, she joined the Trump Organization in 2009 and is currently the Director of The Eric Trump Foundation and Assistant to Eric Trump, Ivanka Trump and Donald Trump, Jr. She graduated from the University of Miami with a B.A. in English Literature and Psychology and from Quinnipiac University School (the home of those famous political pollsters). She has a Facebook page, an instagram account and she tweets. The Lynne Patton we know is an average person who has worked hard to earn a position in The Trump Organization. Watch.
Thanks for reminding me I’ve got it pretty easy these days.
My sons are grown men. I should be proud and happy and embracing life, but after 25 years of stay-at-home-motherhood, I confess, I sometimes feel irrelevant. I find myself pining for days gone by, forgetting life back then wasn’t always a scene plucked from a Norman Rockwell painting. I suppose missing them has a tendency to cloud my memory. So thank you, Mom-Sitting-Behind-Me-at-the-Baseball-Game-Last-Weekend, for reminding me l’ve got it pretty easy.