Yes, I am still working at Target.
But I am not going to lie … the last month has been quite the roller coaster.
It's been a ride of emotions.
New ways of working.
I've been at Target for over ten years … and some days, in some ways, it feels like I am just starting a new job.
My cube has always been source of energy and inspiration.
Lets be honest. We spend a lot of time at our desk.
Even when we say we are "so busy' with meetings … you are still there. A lot.
Dashing between meetings. Catching-up on email on Fridays. Team coffee chats (potentially talking, in depth, about Adult Dancer Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.)
And just as Target is, in some ways, starting fresh. So is my cube.
I need a new energy and inspiration.
Mine looks like this.
Yep. It's empty.
I've got a computer. But no mousepad.
An empty bottle of Aveda lotion.
A water bottle.
And a sad lamp.
About a month ago I took everything down. All of the decorative paper. All of my picture frames. All of the "important papers" I had pinned up.
I actually think my co-workers thought I was packing up and headed out.
(Sorry, you can't get rid of me that easily.)
But I do need some new inspiration.
I've been looking at my usual sources … but I haven't quite been able to find anything to get me excited.
But finally this week, I came across some cool Typography Art on Minted.com. Once I dug-in, there are like thousands of prints in all sizes. The small ones are actually perfect to put up in a cube. Here is where I started … a full cube reveal to come soon.
It's a process.
So I've spent a considerable amount of time this week trying to convince a professional Spiderman to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.
I didn't realize it was so challenging to convince a character to try a new identity.
We met this pretty incredible Spiderman at a birthday party over the weekend.
And it just so happens that I've been on the hunt for a Turtle.
A serious hunt.
I've asked for referrals.
I've recruited a few dads.
But I'd really just like to find a real turtle. You know. A pro.
As thrilled as I would be for the dads to dress-up, I'd rather let them enjoy the party with their kids.
Enter this weekend.
Spiderman shows up. He's a pretty decent Spiderman. Let me put it this way, he doesn't even need padding to fill out his suit.
And best yet? He is great with the kids and leads them through a "How to be a Superhero" routine.
Fletcher is mesmerized. (That is after he stops crying. He was a little scared at first. I think it was the realistic muscle tone.)
So after the party I may have sent this email:
Much to my surprise, I quickly received an email back. The return sender was "Peter Parker." (This is no joke.)
This led me to look up his business online. He has pretty extensive photos of himself in his costume. (And I also come to learn, that in addition to this skills with children, he does some "adult entertainment" in the later evening hours.)
Initially he isn't really "into" being a Turtle. He says "I really only do Spiderman."
I start to work up his confidence. (I mean really, a Turtle can have cool moves just like Spidey.)
After a few emails, he opened up to the idea and asked if I've seen any realistic Turtle costumes. (Ummmm no. As a matter of fact. I haven't.)
So I start a google hunt and sent him these two options:
He said that he prefers the first option.
The tighter one. Because it will help him move better.
I replied and told him that I would purchase the costume (and let him keep it!) and provide him with a few photos of himself in the costume to help build his Character Portfolio if he would consider being the Turtle for our party.
At then, I just had to stop and laugh.
Is this normal?
at 9:11 PM
Did everyone get their carrots out?
I think we are set over here.
Holidays are our thing. We go all out. It started with Fletcher's "Spring Bonnet" parade this week at school.
and a quick break from Easter activities so Fletcher could meet Spiderman at a friend's birthday.
and then tonight, the first of our Easter festivities. The annual Cousin Easter Egg hunt.
Above you see place setting decor and the bag of eggs. Yep, I hid over 150 of them.
The cousins all ready before the big hunt …
Baby Lincoln found the gold egg.
and finally before bed. Leaving carrots out to "attract" the bunny. Doesn't everyone do that?
It took some coordination to find the "best spots" but i think we nailed it.
Come here bunny bunny … we are ready for you!
at 7:51 PM