Glass Ceiling

We have all heard that term before "glass ceiling". Most of the time when I hear someone use this term it is when they are talking about a person not able to further their potential because of a limitation that is not in that persons control. For example, studies about women in the workforce have shown that they just don't promote like men, for no other reason than that they are female. Ridiculous I say. Hopefully that will change in the future, I think the change has already begun.

Recently we enjoyed yet another German birthday party for my good friend Claudia. It was a milestone birthday for her so it had to be a milestone party and that it was. Good food, friends, music, decor, cakes and even sky lanterns let go in the dark of night. We watched them sail away into the night as Claudia said goodbye to her past while placing a wish for her future into each lantern as it was released. Loved that!



Hey, wait a minute . . . is that?! . . what the?! Okay, what do you guys think is in my hand?! Viktor was a gracious host and provided Mark and I with a non-alcoholic brew made with apple juice to help us feel more comfortable. I tried it, I found it less satisfying than a Diet Coke, end of story. Shame on you for thinking I fell off the wagon . . . I was never on it! Hee Hee, I just love good controversy.

So as part of Mark's gift to Claudia he got his buddies together; Jason, Paula and Derek to serenade her with a few of her favorites as well as their's. Who knew you could play "Welcome to the Jungle" from Guns and Roses acoustically?! Well it can be done! Here is how you dance ballet to rock and roll folks. I'm sure it will catch on and be the new rage!



So what does all this have to do with glass ceilings you ask? Well my girls hit their heads HARD on the glass ceiling we call inherited genes that night. Poor things, we can no longer say that someday they will be world champion dart throwers. Their aim is as bad as their parents. Look at our history, we can't shoot straight with our lives to save us. We move at least every 3 years, change our professions and hobbies on a regular basis. . . geez look at how many different hair styles and colors I have had AND remember bald Mark???!!!! Poor Poor girls. At least we have a long long list of other things they can "be when they grow up" Whew, I was worried for a minute.