I Love this Rubber Slippers by Victoria Secret!!! Simple, Cute and very comfortable..
This little girl is definitely like an angel.. With her sweet divine voice and a great smile.. she's really adorable..
A rich Dutch merchant was seeking to buy a certain diamond ring for his to-be-fiance. Afamous dealer in New York found such a stone andcalled him to come and see it.
The merchant flew immediately to New York, wherethe dealer had assigned his best diamond expertto close the transaction. The diamond expert described the stone's worth and beauty inperfect technical detail, but after the pitch, the Dutchman decided not to buy it.
Before he left the owner of the store stepped forward and asked, "Do you mind if I show you that stone once more?" The merchant agreed. The store owner did not repeat one thing thathis expert salesman had said. He simply took thestone in his hand, stared at it, and described the beauty of the stone in a way that revealedwhy this stone stood out from all the others hehad seen in his life. The customer bought it immediately.
Putting his new purchase into his breast pocket, the merchant said to the owner, "Sir, I wonderyou were able to sell me this stone when your salesman could not?The owner replied, That salesman is the best in the business. He knows more about diamonds than anyone, including myself, and I pay him a large salary for his knowledge and expertise. But I would gladly pay hIm twice as much if he had what I have. You see, he knows diamonds, but I love them."
If you are in sales, remember this: "people can smell a fake a mile away. And the sad thing about this is that many of the people in sales are indeed just fakinq it. They talk about the benefits of the products and its features using superlative descriptions. But their hearts are far from the product. Their only desire is to close a deal and to conquer another client.
If you are like this, then you are no good for sales. You may be intelligent, you may be skilled, you may be articulate and smart and good-looking, too: but unless you take the time
to love the product you are selling, to sell ithonestly as you know it, then you will never bean effective salesperson.
Many of the successful salespeople I know are people who take pride in their product and are willing to defend its integrity. They love theproduct they are selling. This gives them theadded advantage that you cannot find in professional salesmen whose objective is justget that precious order. Friends, loving yourwork, loving your product, is essential in achieving true success in your field.
How do you rate yourself as a worker or an employee, as a manager or as a boss? Above average I suppose. We do work and we function quite well in the workplace most days. But how you rate yourself as a parent? I think about this sometimes, and truth to tell, I really don’t know what my rating is.
Some of the most enjoyable moments in my life are the times I’ve spent with my children. To be honest, though, those moments are few and rare. There have always been projects to work on and quotas to fill. The demands of my business and my continuous research and study leave me with very little quality time for my kids.
I wonder how many mothers are like me today-confused, bewildered and overwhelmed with the demands of work and business. How many are quilt ridden and constantly wish to have more time with the kids?
Humorist Erma Bombeck told this story of a little girl who loved her mom but wasn’t sure what moms did:
The MOMMY DOLL
“One morning my mother didn’t get up and go to work. She went to the hospital and died the next day. I hadn’t thought that much about her before. She was just someone who left and came home and seemed glad to see everyone at night. She opened the jar of cookies when no one else could.
She cut herself while cooking but no one kissed it or got excited about it. When anyone was sick, she went out to get prescription filled. She took lots of pictures but she was seldom in them.
Whenever I played house, the father doll had a lot to do. I never knew what to do with the mommy doll, so I had her say, “I’m going off to work now,” and threw her under the bed.
The funeral was in our living room and a lot of people came and brought all kinds of good food and cakes. We never had had so much company before. I went to my room and felt under the bed for the mommy doll. When I found her, I dusted her off and her on my bed. She never did anything. I didn’t know her leaving would hurt so much."
I wonder if my children feel this way. Very painful, isn’t it? Quite haunting too. It brings home the importance of spending quality time with our kids. I’ve heard my pastor preach on this subject, I have read books on it, I have even spoken about it myself. Yet, I am burdened by the profound understanding that I have fallen short, extremely short, as a mother.
It does not help that these thoughts come to me while I am thousand miles away from home on a business trip, typing on a laptop, facing the skyline, longing to be home with my kids. You might say that that’s the real world. Just part of work, just business. Sure still, I miss them.
I don’t care what would be accomplished from this business trip of mine. I don’t even want to know the bottom line involved in these transactions I will be making. Nothing can compare to the warmth of seeing my kids running towards me with open arms, kissing me, and saying, “Mommy, welcome home! We missed you!”
