My Honest Review on The Millionaire Mind Intensive

NB: This post was originally written in 2013. It’s still valid. I have also included a 2016 update below.

Money.

When you read that word how do you feel? Do you get a stressed out feeling in your gut, or do you feel light with elation and joy?

Regardless of where you are on the happy scale, my guess is that, like most people, somewhere inside you there are still feelings of weirdness surrounding money. You don’t charge enough for your services. You feel guilty for charging that much. You have debt that’s bumming you out. Your savings aren’t growing like they should be. You make enough but you’re unsure on how to invest it. You’ve lost a crap load in the stock market, now stocks are bad. Each one of these stories, no matter how common, are shaping your story and your relationship with money going forward.

Enter The Millionaire Mind Intensive.

How Synchronicity Stepped In

Last Spring I found, (via Twitter, that little Darling) that the MMI  was coming to Toronto. T. Harv Eker and his company Peak Potentials is the mastermind behind this event and if you don’t know who he is, he wrote the book Secrets of the Millionaire Mind: Mastering the Inner Game of Wealth. Apart from watching his mildly repetitive videos on YouTube I didn’t really know too much about him. This 3-day (Friday to Sunday) “intensive” course was supposed to be a must-do for anyone wanting to increase their wealth and get a better handle on their current finances.

I do have a handful of acquaintances who have gone to the MMI (and beyond) and all seem to be doing really well for themselves. In fact one of my clients said “It changed their life”, which is a pretty heavy statement. I obviously wanted to know more. So I signed up.

Then my ego kicked in: “I’m too busy.” “Spending 3 days in a hotel will be expensive” “Who will look after the dog?” “Am I REALLY going to learn anything?” “I heard this was a cult!”  So I cancelled.

Fast forward 6 months and was looking for new options and ways to invest and manage my money. I found myself back on one of Eker’s talks on YouTube and thought to myself “tomorrow I should find out when that MMI program is coming back to Toronto”.

The next afternoon the phone rang. It was Peak Potentials. They had a gift for me: Free VIP passes to the Toronto MMI in 2 weeks and free copy’s of Secrets of the Millionaire Mind. Helllllloooooo.

The Universe sometimes knocks you over the head. This was one of those times.

What You Should Expect

I ended up taking my other half (kicking and screaming), my client (and friend), and another friend who has a keen interest in investing.

This is a 3-day mental marathon – you start around 8am and go until 10 or 11 at night. Plan for that. Plan to be exhausted. Plan to have your beliefs rocked, your comfort zone bubble burst, and plan to learn several key ways to manage your money better than you did when you first walked in. Plan to laugh. Plan to cry. And plan to high-five and hug more people than you will probably be comfortable with, which in turn takes you out of your comfort zone, which in turn makes you happier after the initial weirdness wears off. Plan to feel liRaining Money.ke a million bucks and feel like you can do anything. Plan to dance. Plan to sing. Plan for gifts.

Plan to also listen to pitches. Peak Potentials offers many other programs which are pitched throughout the weekend. If this offends you, plan to be offended. We were prepared for it, so it didn’t bother any of us in our group. In fact one member of our party signed up for one of the programs which actually seems like a great value. I personally am not a split-second big-ticket spender, but am considering the same course.

What you are getting however between these pitches is an incredible amount of value. One of the biggest things that can be of benefit to anyone is challenging your beliefs surrounding money. They take it deep. You will uncover things and beliefs that you’ve been holding on to that you probably haven’t even realized are effing up your money game. You will learn what they are and how to let them go. You will also let many of them go, right then and there.

They will also teach you a management system on what to do with the money you have now to help make you more money and get your money working for you. It’s reasonable and makes sense, and what I like about their system is that its not ALL about serious saving and getting down to business. They recognize that as humans we need to play too, and this system is set up for that. We all need time (and money) to spend on ourselves to relax and play without feeling guilty…in fact in my opinion this creates more creativity and happiness overall which will benefit ALL areas of your life…including the money area.

They will also identify what kind of money personality you are. This simple exercise caused a HUGE shift my relationship with DH as we are totally different in that department. I think we always knew that, but this really helped us understand a bit better where the other was coming from and develop more compassion and understanding for each other.

The biggest thing for me was their exercise on busting through fear. This seriously rocked and I’m not sharing details because for those of you thinking of going, I want you to experience it the same way I did. This will take you out of your comfort zone in a big way (at least it did for me). This happens on the Sunday, and before our lunch break they said “when you come back, you will do an exercise that you will remember for the rest of your life and will completely break you out of your comfort zone”. Well, shit…. then I wanted to leave! I seriously almost didn’t come back after my beef dip sandwich because my ego was back at it trying to keep me safe by telling me it was going to be BAD. I mean, I had visions of being dragged onstage in front of 400 people to sing karaoke. THAT would be memorable…and brutal. This exercise however, isn’t about public humiliation. It’s very personal. And also very supportive and energy rocking from the strangers-turned-peers-turned-hug-buddies. It was incredible.

When You Think You Know It All Already

I must tell you though that throughout the weekend you will feel like giving up. Just as my brain told me not to come back after lunch, it will tell you throughout the whole time that you’re too tired to continue. Or that you probably have learned everything already so you should probably just go home and take a nap. Or that you should really go get groceries or do some laundry. DON’T LISTEN TO YOUR BRAIN. You need to stay until the very end. Friday and Saturday are value-packed, and Sunday is where the real shit starts shifting. You need to be there the whole time. I told you, it’s a mental marathon.

At the very end they also shower you with gifts to help make what you learn stick. It’s worth staying for. You need the extra kick in the pants 3 weeks later when the ego creeps back in off your “I’m going to implement EVERYTHING and be amazing at everything!” high. (N.B.:The ego will always show up…we just need to show it the door when it does and not invite it in for tea).

Personal Shifts and Changes In The Last 14 Days

So do you want some proof that this has helped us change our lives? Here are a few snippets of what has happened in the last 14 days:

  • DH has started an idea board of a book he wants to write. I personally think it’s genius and am really, really excited for him! I think it could be wildly successful.
  • I have re-organized the handling of my finances and budget, including creating 2 new starter passive income streams, opening new accounts and putting a considerable chunk of money into an account geared towards my complete financial freedom.
  • 5 of us, (attendees of the MMI +1 ) have created a “Money Mastermind” to meet bi-weekly. To discuss strategies for investing, managing and creating money.
  • Our friend who attended is traveling to LA today to learn about investing with one of North America’s top gurus. This was a big reach out of their comfort zone, but took the bull by the horns and did it.
  • After about 10 years of being ‘interested’ in the stock market, I have decided to break through the ego wall of “it’s too complicated” and learn everything there is to know about it. I am capable of becoming a highly knowledgeable investor. 30-60 minutes a day is currently being devoted to this and I’m aligning myself with key mentors to help me learn more and more.
  • My mindset on money has changed considerably. When you start the course on Friday they make you take an inventory on your beliefs and values surrounding money. They make you take it again on Sunday evening. There was over a 97% shift positively towards my money mindset.
  • Overall energy is up! We are all excited about the effects that our current and future changes will make on our lives, and those around us.

What about DH who came into this kicking and screaming? He can’t wait to go back, and bring people he knows will benefit from it.

So, in a nutshell, if you are thinking about going, do it. Stay the whole time. Reap the benefits. You will come away with a shift. I promise.

Lots of financial love and blessings,

Brooke Simmons

 

 

2016 Update:

I actually think this is being called the Millionaire Mind Experience now.

So I thought I would give you a little update as it’s been quite a while since I first posted this review. I’m sure you are all dying to know if I’m a millionaire by now.

Nope. I’m not.

However, my net worth has considerably increased, and my money mindset – I believe anyway – has permanently changed. I’m making more money now than I ever have and I have implemented many changes and money habits over the last 3 years and slowly but surely things are progressing quite nicely.

Here’s the deal though – was it the MMI alone that made me change my relationship with money? Not entirely. For most people (unless you are naturally born with an extensively ‘roided out money muscle), money skills are a learned thing and it’s not a one time weekend deal and you’re an insta-expert, fast tracking to millionaire status and a Lambo.

You have to continuously improve, continuously learn, continuously practice and make mistakes to get things down and build your money muscle. Some folks are also born into situations where the money thinking is completely fucked up and ass backwards and it takes even more tenacity to learn to build a healthy relationship with money.

I make a point minimum 5 days a week to put my money neurons to work and immerse myself in either managing my money or learning about/discussing finances. It’s not as boring as it sounds and it can be as simple as listening to a podcast for 15 minutes on your drive to work. Or checking in with your bank account or investments. Use that muscle to keep it strong and build long lasting habits and mindsets.

Also – and I can’t stress this enough – start hanging out with people who have healthy attitudes about wealth and money! They don’t have to be the dude in the Lambo (do you know how many Lambo drivers are in debt up to their eyeballs?…no joke). But someone who is working their money muscle and meeting their financial goals. You can’t choose your family, but if Aunt Martha is constantly complaining about the credit card companies calling, you are immersing yourself in a lack mindset and you need a shift.

Ok, but should I go to the MMI this weekend and spend my whoooooole weekend there instead of cleaning my house/having a pool party/driving the kids to soccer?

 

Yes you should.

For me the MMI was just the beginning. A kick in the pants and some really solid money lessons and mindset shifting. It’s challenging and motivating and you will benefit from it. If you are going for free, take this as a gift and a universal nudge. All stages of money muscle could benefit.

Don’t stop there though…keep it moving. I personally like Dave Ramsey’s podcast because I dig his no bull-shit attitude, planning strategies for wealth and theory’s on debt (you have to stomach a few Bible verses, but it’s worth it). There are oodles of other financial podcasts out there on everything from basic money management to big time investing. Take advantage. They’re free. Mint is a cool budgeting/goal setting and money tracking tool.

This is the longest post in history now, but I hope it was valuable. In short –
go to the MMI or MME or whatever it is called now, have a few shifts and tell me how it went.

Brooke

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Time for Tea

Tea Party

For the last 13 or so years, I have been looking at, dusting, moving and rearranging my great-grandmothers tea cups. No matching set here, just random pieces I imagine broken up over the years either literally or given to other people. Told to keep them because I had to (or I may as well be dead) by the family members that insist that these things stay in the family, although no one ever, ever uses them.

Heirloom dust collectors.

I’ve given up on a china cabinet since living in the cottage…I don’t need to store fine china, nor display it. Practicality, people. I don’t have room for you if you’re sitting around catching cobwebs.

So this weekend I was digging in the back of one of my kitchen cupboards and moving around these teacups for the 9,817th time, and decided I will now use them. So dainty and delicate, I have a rough history with fragile things. But they are not doing anyone any good hiding out with the salad tongs. I decided to bring them out and discover their beauty once again.

I like tea. I like pretty things. Let’s party.

Tea PartySo without a blink I threw my first “Afternoon Tea” party. With myself.  I picked the fanciest cup, brewed a pot and made finger sandwiches. I wondered what Sally and Gail on Coronation Street were doing.  I felt oh so regal on a plain Jane Sunday afternoon. I was thinking to myself, what an inexpensive, easy and cool way to get together and entertain. Next time I’m inviting people.

I’m totally going to do this more often. People or no people. No excuse needed to use beauty. Teacups were meant for using. I think.

Going Out for Tea

Have you been for tea in a tea room? It’s fancy fun.

I most enjoy it when there is Champagne involved, but just tea and food is great too. Something about those finger sandwiches with the crusts cut off are delectable! I have no idea why. Scones and Devonshire cream! Yes please. When the hell else do you eat these things? (If you eat crust-less sandwiches and Devonshire cream on the regular, we need to get closer).

It’s a super fun afternoon activity to catch up with girlfriends…or throw the dreaded *hack* bridal shower. (I can only stomach a bridal shower with Champagne and Devonshire cream. Darling.).

Here in the Toronto area, I think hands down the best place for tea is the Windsor Arms Hotel. Book early. They fill up. I’ve heard The Old Mill has a good one too, but haven’t been by to check it out. Although pricey it’s a nice treat.

So all this tea-ing around had me fascinated with how this afternoon tea custom started and all the proper etiquette. I found this:

 

time-for-tea

 

And finally, if you are looking for a reason to get out, cluck like hens with your friends and maybe wear a fancy hat, I give you the health benefits of doing so:

 

 

What are your tea customs? Where are your favourite places to have afternoon tea?

Drinking tea from a fancy cup,

Brooke Simmons

 

 

Holiday Round-Up & How I’ve Screwed Up my New Years Resolution Already

Happy 2013!

If you are reading this, THANK YOU for joining me on my blog.

My holidays were amazing, I must say I am truly grateful. I took some much needed time off from work to focus on family and play. Although that never seems like a good idea when you are self employed, it is a MUST. Nothing fell apart while I was gone, everything went smoothly. In fact, I’m back with excitement and new ideas, and a much needed brain re-charge. Downtime is SOOOO important.

My daughter was home this Christmas too. Many years ago, her Dad (my ex) and I agreed that we would split the Christmas holiday in two: one year he gets Christmas/I get New Year, the next year vice versa. It works and it’s fair, but the Christmas years are always better. And this year was MY Christmas year! It was so wonderful to have her home and for all of us to be together. Tug was also off (he still is) after a crazy year of school and work…the poor guy needed a break. Yesterday he said “I’m so relaxed I don’t know what to do with myself”. He needed it.

So we had TONS of fam jam time. Lots of laughs, not (too) many fights, lots of food (and alcohol) and much time snuggling. We also visited family, hosted guests, attended a party or two and had not-getting-out-of-jammies days (Boxing Day is the official lazy person day around here).

Did I say we ate and drank too much? I feel like I was tipsy for 5 days straight. I actually probably was.

And without fail, a few (extended) family members did a few crappy things to piss a few people off. This happens to everyone, right? They make it easy for me to cross people off my “good” list for next year anyway! Ciao!

New Years was the lowest key New Years I think I’ve had since I was 12.

I did nothing.

It was actually work to keep myself from falling asleep before the ball drop. And we flipped through the channels to find the best coverage of the actual moment. Unfortunately, Tug had control of the remote, so it landed on Snooki and JWoww more often than not.

Yawn. Really? Who are these people and why are they like that?

New Years has lost its magic for me, if it ever had any. Either that or I’m turning into my mother. Sigh.

Overall, a beautiful holiday complete with the without fail overall body hangover at the end. Could be the 1/2 pound of shortbread I gobbled up, or all those Christmas cookies I made and ate before the guests arrived. Or maybe that bottle of wine I drank at that party? Or the oil fondue I serve every year at one of my parties? Somewhere in the last week and a half I started feeling sluggish.

Which leads me to…

How I’ve Screwed Up my New Years Resolution Already

One night just before New Years, Tug and I watched a movie. Documentaries are my favourite, so I picked Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead.

This is a GREAT movie about a guy who is…wait for it… fat, sick and nearly dead. He decides that juicing (or juice fasting) is the way to go to get rid of his health woes. So he travels across the country with his juicer in tow and talks to (mostly) overweight Americans about their diet, health and juicing.

If this was just the movie, it would have been educational, but slightly boring.

But by chance he runs into a guy named Phil Staples at a truck stop in God-Knows-Where USA. And the rest of the movie is fantastic. I’m not going to spoil it for you, but Phil Staples is my new hero, and I just wanted to wrap him up in a big hug and be his new best friend.

ANYWAY… how this leads to mucking up my 1st resolution is the premise of the movie: Juice Fasting. We were going to take it on.

Tug was on board. Which, if you know Tug, is shocking. I happened to have a my trusty Jack LaLanne JLPJB Power Juicer Juicing Machine sitting way back in the cupboard that I dusted off. The next day I went out and stocked up on veggies galore. We committed to 7 days and I even took to the ol’ social networks to announce to the world.

“I’ll be busy for the next 7 days drinking juice, in case your wondering what I’ll be doing. Party? No, sorry I can’t. I only drink juice now. Look at my abs.”

I was pumped.

And then I failed.

See, there’s this little thing called hunger.

I juiced my brains out on day 1. Tug swore like a trucker and he wanted a burger. But boy, we were going to be healthy. By 9pm, my stomach was having fits of hunger pangs and I was convincing myself it just wasn’t for me. So I ate toast. Which of course, caused me to feel guilty, but I felt better in my belly. Tug ate Miss Vickies chips.

Day two we started off with juice again. And then hunger kicked in.

“Fuck it,” I thought. “I’m just going to eat really healthy and juice as much as I can, and maybe one day when I get some discipline to work through these pangs, I’ll fast”.

So I ate egg whites and turkey bacon and a big glass of green juice and felt FANTASTIC.

So here’s the deal: Juice fasting apparently makes people feel amazing. Not me. Juicing does, with food on the side. I’m still consuming the nutrients, I’m just digesting things as opposed to giving my stomach a break I guess.

I’ve known people who have juice fasted and it’s turned their health problems around for them.

Get in mah bellah!

So I guess the willpower just isn’t there for me just yet. But I’m still drinking 4-5 cups of fresh juice a day, and I feel really good. (And eating small, low fat meals). Tug has been on board and committed to this too. In fact yesterday, he actually used the juicer.

Stuff To Juice

Here’s a list of stuff I’ve thrown in my juicer in the last few days. I don’t do recipes. I just pick what I think will go well together and throw them in. Some work, others taste like shit.  I always include a leafy green such as kale or dandelion greens.

  • Kale
  • Dandelion greens
  • Lemon
  • Green apples
  • Ginger
  • Spinach
  • Onion (use sparingly)
  • Garlic
  • Oranges
  • Fresh cranberries
  • Parsley
  • Cilantro
  • Tomato
  • Celery
  • Cucumber
  • Beets
  • Orange peppers
  • Red peppers
  • Yellow peppers

So really, I recommend juicing! Even juice fasting! But do what is right for you. In the mean time, pick up that movie, it’s a good one.

To a happy and healthy 2013!

Brooke

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Two Trips, One Cheese

Last week was a mess.

Not just for me, but if you happened to be an awake human being at any point last week, you know that the weather systems in North America were um…EFFED.

A hurricane meets a nor-easter kind of effed with a bit of earthquake and tsunami thrown in for a little swirl of keep-you-on-your-toes. I was in the hurricane meets nor-easter sector of the nonsense. And of course, thanks to Murphy’s Law, I also had a trip to New York City booked at the exact same time that Sandy was unloading. Timing is everything I tell ya!

The trip was a girls weekend that we’ve been talking about for years. (8 to be exact). And we were really, really prepared to go. We  had checked out all the restaurants we wanted to eat at. We rented a flat a few months ago in the Lower East Side, had our flights booked forever and were pumped about lining up to maybe get tickets for SNL.

Even the weather reports didn’t scare us. We were prepared to deal with no power. For a night. And rain! Yes, we can handle rain.

But then the storm hit and so much was unknown. At one point the satellite image looked as though the path of the storm was coming RIGHT FOR MY HOUSE. But that didn’t happen. We had high winds and it rained for what felt like 40 days and nights but that’s about it. I’ve seen worse.  But as we all know, parts of the US weren’t so lucky.

Our biggest concern was that we wouldn’t be able to GET there. All the airports were closed and our flight was the biggest issue. Right after the storm, the guy who we rented the flat off of sent me an email saying be prepared for no power for a short time. He assured me that heat and hot water were still functioning. We were good! We like candles anyway! Now all we had to worry about was the flights.

I felt like a crazy person watching CNN like a hawk waiting to hear news that everything was going to be ok! I also realized I really like to PLAN and I couldn’t plan the outcome of this. I might have a bit of control freak tendencies I realized.

But as time went on, more and more came to light about the mass destruction that was felt in New York and New Jersey. We started questioning whether or not it was even a good idea to go. We are all about adventure, but there is also a line between adventurous and …well…stupid.

Then they opened the airport! Yay! Screw stupid, we were now officially going. I started packing. Added candles to the checklist. Yes, we’d have to fight to get into Manhattan from the airport, but we thought we’d have a few cocktails on the plane to toughen us up.

Then at the 11th hour I received an email from the guy with the apartment. There was no heat. There was no hot water. There was no guarantee that there would be.  The trip was cancelled.

I unpacked. Sulking. Of course there’s a fucking hurricane when we plan to go to New York! OF COURSE! Humph!

Luckily all of our money for the flight and apartment would be refunded and we would just have to re-do this all over again another time.

It just wasn’t meant to be. And thank goodness.

Right after I cancelled my flight while sitting in the waiting room getting my vehicle serviced and watching their TV, the extent of the destruction hit me. There was no way we should have gone. Heartbreaking story after heartbreaking story of people losing everything they worked so hard for to  be gone in the matter of a day.Lower Manhattan was still effed. Really effed.

My poor little sobby “trip is cancelled” story suddenly didn’t seem so bad. I needed to stop being a spoiled brat and just be thankful I wasn’t there, or that my house wasn’t hit. I was lucky. And thankful.

Needless to say last week was spent watching a lot of news and getting prepared and unprepared. I was tired. I hunkered down at home and counted my blessings.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Tug was prepping for his own little holiday…

Cheese Head

Tug actually went on a trip this weekend that wasn’t affected by the weather. And he had a ball. I think the picture speaks for itself.

Back off ladies…

 

Have a safe week. Be blessed. xo

Brooke

Weekend Round Up: September 30 – Vomit and a Dog and Pony Show

Hello!

Whew. Last week was bus-eee. Lot’s to talk about, not enough hours in the day to type. Bought some absolutely wonderful stuff I just LOVE! I’m going to write a post about them this week, as I love sharing good stuff.

And then we get to the weekend. This past weekend was actually the Bobcaygeon Fall Fair and Agriculture Show. This is an annual event for me now, as I have judged the western horse show the past 3 years. Since having the same judge 4 years in a row is kind of unheard of but I still wanted to be a part of the fun, I volunteered to be an associate director this year. Basically I do whatever they tell me to, like setting up the trail course or doing the entries, etc.

We have good friends that live in Bobcaygeon, and every year we go up we also use the opportunity after the show to leave our kids with the sitter, dig into a case of beer, do a few jello shots and head on over to the Fair Dance on Saturday night for a country-style good time complete with a live band and the odd fist fight.

Tug was pumped. One of his best buddies was coming this year, and they haven’t hung out with each other in forever. We got up there Friday night and he wasted no time getting into the beer. Then the rum. And then the Crown Royal.

And then the vomits came.

Turns out, Tug had the flu. Possibly induced by alcohol, but on Saturday at 5:oopm it was still happening, so we figured he was really sick. Shaking, cold/hot, the whole flu nine yards. After the show I told him we should go home, but he was insistent on not leaving. He didn’t want me to miss the dance…even though he couldn’t go (this is why I love Tug). A few of us went into town and grabbed all of the medicine we could to help him out.

Fast forward to the end of the night, after the dance, several more beers and a few slurred words, we headed back to the house (we rented a bus, as there is a group of us). Without going into details, let’s just say history repeated itself with 2 other friends that night…beer induced this time. We couldn’t help but laugh, because really, everywhere I turned by the end of the night I heard the sound of retching. I don’t remember the last time I dealt with so much vomit. It was probably from a sickie 9 year old at some point. For a group of 30-something  professionals who have kids, we were a total mess…but these weekends are seriously what memories are made of – vomit and all.  And probably one of the only times of the year we can all get together and make asses of ourselves and say “I love you man” 15 times. It was great. Maybe next year we will grow up.

And happy to say, Tug is on the mend. By Sunday morning he felt great 🙂

This Week In Business:

Several of my clients are going through positive shifts in their businesses right now, and I’m so happy for them. One in particular is getting completely on board the “Virtual” train and moving into a virtual only model in the next few months. We’ve been working together for several years and this is a big step for him but will offer SO much more flexibility  as well as HUGE cost savings. I’ll be working in the next few weeks and months to make sure his systems are set up seamlessly…as well as continuing to support the business ongoing.

What do you do with vendors who don’t deliver on their promises? I’m dealing with this situation right now in regards to one of my vendors, and man is it frustrating. Obviously not using them ever again is the course of action going forward, but in the meantime, I kind of need what I paid for. Slow to return emails, 2 weeks for a simple file, and it’s holding me up on some of my personal marketing projects. Frakkkk! My last few emails have been not so patient, but really it’s not making a difference. And the kicker? He ends every email to me with “Smile”. Geez, that really gets my goat.

Doing some final edits of my article for Construction Industry Professionals after some feedback from my business coach. Also looking to re-name my 30 minute Strategy Session that I offer. Have  a few ideas on that one, but I’m open to suggestions. 🙂

Hoping to blog a bit more this week, but in the meantime, have a wonderful week. Enjoy the fall leaves changing… and try not to vomit.

Brooke

 

Weekend Round Up — September 17th — Cocktails and Paint

I’m actually really excited to do this weeks Weekend Round Up! In case you didn’t notice, last week’s round up didn’t exist, partly because NOTHING happened. Really. I can’t remember one single thing I did last weekend. Sad, right?

Not this weekend. I have some very useful information to share with you: alcoholic beverage information.

Mmmhmm.

I love fall. Everything about it. Pumpkins, cooler weather, warm cozy homes, the smell of a wood-stove, butternut squash soup, etc. After getting an idea from a Pinterest post, I really really wanted to make a pumpkin spice martini on Friday night. Heck, I was due for a libation and it just seemed like a yummy idea. The recipes online varied in ingredients, and unfortunately pumpkin liquer isn’t something my local LCBO stocks. So I improvised and created my own version…and it was GOOD. Like damn good. I may of had more than I should have as I was moving a bit slow on Saturday morning. Here’s the recipe:

Brooke’s Pumpkin Spice Martini

In a cocktail shaker over ice, pour:

Equal Parts: (I did 1.5oz)

  • Vanilla Vodka
  • Irish Cream Liqueur (such as Bailey’s…or the cheaper stuff…no one will know)
    A chilly fall evening warm-up.
  • Skim Milk

ADD:

1 heaping tablespoon of pumpkin puree. Homemade, or from a can. (Not pumpkin pie filling).

Pinch of cinnamon.

Pinch of salt.

Shake well & pour into martini glass.

Garnish with pumpkin pie spice.

 

Saturday night Tug made reservations at Mexicanada in Bradford…one of our favourite places to eat. If you like Mexican food and live in the Toronto area, you MUST eat here. It’s worth the drive up the 400. It’s a hole in the wall. You sit on card table chairs and it’s cramped but it’s AMAZING. You can’t even get into this place on a weekend without reservations, so book ahead. It was also Mexican Independence Day as I found out when I was chatting with the owner, so I had an extra margarita to celebrate. Si!

Sunday we spent working around the house. I gave my front door a makeover with new paint, new hardware, and re-painted all the door trim. We replaced some of the trim around a few windows, and painted the rest. We are also putting some plans together to gut the inside of the cottage, but we have a strange layout. We have yet to have found a plan that works.

This is my addiction. I want them ALL!

I also put in ANOTHER Scentsy order. If you don’t know what Scentsy is…it’s basically housewife crack. I can’t get enough of this stuff! They are like flameless scented candles in the yummiest of scents. Tug has caught on to my addiction and I hid the laptop screen while ordering. He knew something was up and eventually guessed that I was buying Scentsy again. I bought some fall and winter scents. And maybe 1 or two new warmers! As long as it’s enough to get me through to November when I’ve been invited to a Scentsy party for more shopping fun. Squeee!

In Business This Week

I sent my logo out to my designer for edits last week as I seriously don’t like it. Since we have a booth at the Small Business Forum this year, I want to get the logo re-designed before I get my marketing materials done. Hopefully this will all be in the bag before the end of the week.

Also doing voice-over audio for a presentation/webinar I am putting together on How to Get More Authentic Twitter Followers. Everything is written and published…except the audio. I find listening to the sound of my own voice very strange. Gets annoying for editing. Anyway, hope to have that ready and on my website ASAP! And it will be FREE!

Also in the middle of writing an article “How Independent Construction Industry Professionals Can Benefit from a V.A.” Not the final title, but that’s the subject.

On top of  regular client work, following up with leads, networking and a call with my business coach. BUSY. But I love busy! 🙂 I also am having an itch to take another course. Hmmmm.

That’s a wrap for now, have a wonderful week of fall weather (and a cocktail or two?)

Brooke

Weekend Round Up – September 5th

Ok, ok, I’m a little late posting this.

 

Back to work/reality/kids-to-school life and long weekend, Tuesday was a get shit done day, and that didn’t include me reminiscing about what I ate and drank on the weekend.

 

I can’t believe summer is over! It kind of pisses me off to be honest with you. Apart from a few days camping and a brief trip to Northern Ontario for a memorial service/family catch up, I felt like I worked all summer. I guess that’s what happens when your business starts growing. Duh. But really, I don’t feel “summer rejuvenated” like I have some years. Planning to be in NYC in early November for a mini-holiday, so looking forward to that! That’s the next stop on the vacation list anyhow.

 

So the last long weekend of the summer I made a rule: No housework, no work work, and all play. Princess was finally home from her summer excursions and everyone was happy.
If you look closely you can see Gargamel perched under the yew.
I broke these rules, but we had a starting point anyway. We ended up at a local beach on Saturday. I realized my family is way too ADD to actually have a relaxing day at the beach. They must be moving or getting into something or bothering someone (me) at all times. Quiet book day? Nope. Oh well. Tug did bring a queen sized air mattress to the beach. Yeah, it was a hit with onlookers. There was even a conversation with a stranger that went like this:

 

“Now what the hell are ya gonna do with that thing? Is that an air mattress?”

 

“It’s my boat”.

 

Ah…yes. Good times in the sun. I will say that a queen size air mattress is quite comfy on the water though.

 

Sunday I started making pina coladas a bit earlier than I should have. I was pretty much asleep by 9pm. I was up early though making apple fritters to go with our Badass Brunch. They actually turned out pretty well!
BadAss Brunch yummyness: Apple Fritters. It started off healthy, and then I deep fried the crap out of it.
Monday we spent visiting family, and I worked in the morning, breaking my rule. And I ended my day having very special barn time with my good friend Tango. He was in a great mood oddly, and wasn’t plotting my death at all so I spent some extra time after our ride giving him some extra attention and carrots. He’s a total sweetheart when he wants to be. And he’s cute as heck.

Tango. Checking out his poop.

 

That’s it for the round up. RHONJ tonight. Trashy trash! And the week is half over. Win.

 

Ciao!

 

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Weekend Round-Up – August 27th

Banana Chocolate baked French Toast
Ah, good weekend.

 

Not much rest, but got lots done and overall, sometimes that’s just more satisfying.

 

After a busy and stressful week last week with my vehicle blowing up just as I was getting on the highway (with no exit of 12kms, the horrifying sign said in front of me), client deadlines, and the phone ringing off the hook (good thing, but tiring), I kind of just wanted to hunker down, have a few drinks and maybe pass out on the couch in my clothes.

 

Since I am now back training for a 5k, and trying to develop some definition while at it, I did manage to get up and head

Sadland Face is what happens when you’re stuck in your vehicle. And it’s smoking.

out for a run on Saturday morning in the blistering heat. I don’t do heat well and by the time I got home I was pleasantly delirious and drenched… and I managed to talk to my neighbour as I stumbled up the driveway…not really sure what we talked about though. I also don’t do mornings well. Or running well for that matter, so the fact that I managed to fit all of that together before noon earned me a glass of wine. *clink*

After a scrub down I went and got my hair did. Used this time to study SEO. The only time I have to “study” is getting my locks stripped of all colour and possibly chemicals leaking into my brain, but whatever, I’ll take it.

 

Then off to meet with a client. I NEVER meet with clients on weekends, but with this particular client we have a great friendship too, and it brought me many hours of more business and a great brain storming session, so it also brought many new ideas to the table. Double bonus.

 

The other half was working late and The Princess was with her dad so I got home, got in my jammies and poured a glass or 3 of wine, made some ricotta stuffed strawberry crepes and watched lots and lots of Sex and the City. Seriously, a perfect night. One of my favourite shows hands down, and now that I’m planning an upcoming trip to NYC, I love getting my NYC fix even before I get there. (Can you ever have enough NYC?)

 

Sunday’s regular BadAss brunch was replaced with left over chicken wings (from Tug’s take out dinner), as I didn’t want to spend an hour cooking in the morning. Although technically chicken wings are bad for your ass, so it was a BadAss brunch. Then off to the garden to focus on one section.

 

Banana Chocolate baked French Toast
Last weeks BadAss Brunch was Banana Chocolate Baked French Toast. Goes right to your ass.

 

My garden is seriously a full time job. I bought the house from a horticulturalist who’s life was plants. The house had sat empty for over a year, so although I have some gorgeous and rare plants back there, there was lots of overgrowth. I do enjoy gardening, but I’ve learned in order to have a life, I need to scale it back. So we have removed a few things this year, and probably will next year too. We added a veggie garden (I love homegrown food!). It really is a learning experience for me, as I have to figure out what is what. We’re trying to create space right now to add a fire pit without burning the whole place down.

 

And Tug worked on the workshop. (Well I helped too:)) We’re going to be putting a new roof on it this fall and getting new doors. Then he announced he is building an ice hut.

 

…And storing it on the front lawn.

 

Super. (F&%K)
This is the new Ice Hut Factory. Eff.
Overall, a successful weekend. I love weekends where I can wipe a whole bunch of stuff off my to-do list.

 

And this week, I’m back in my zone, as The Real Housewives of New Jersey starts up here. I can’t get enough of that series! (I know…trashy! But satisfying my inner trash-pot).

 

Have a wonderful week 🙂

 

Brooke
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