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		<title>My most embarrassing moment</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 20:39:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was in my early teens, I accompanied my father as he ran some errands in town. We stopped at a McDonald&#8217;s for lunch, and as we headed back to Dad&#8217;s red Toyota pickup truck, I started feeling sick &#8230; <a href="http://petramartin.com/2008/03/30/my-most-embarrassing-moment/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=petramartin.com&amp;blog=2207575&amp;post=35&amp;subd=emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was in my early teens, I accompanied my father as he ran some errands in town. We stopped at a McDonald&#8217;s for lunch, and as we headed back to Dad&#8217;s red Toyota pickup truck, I started feeling sick to my stomach. On the way home, I felt worse and worse. About a mile down the road, Dad stopped at a Dairy Dell and said, &#8220;Go in and get a Coke. It&#8217;ll settle your stomach. And while you&#8217;re in there, get me a large cone.&#8221; He remained in the truck.</p>
<p>So, I went into the restaurant and stepped to the back of the line. As I inched forward, I continued to feel sicker. Finally, when it was my turn to order, I stepped forward and threw up all over the counter.</p>
<p>A kind woman took me in back and cleaned me up. When I finally returned to the truck, all Dad said was, &#8220;Where&#8217;s my cone?&#8221;</p>
<p>More than 30 years later, that restaurant is still called &#8220;The Pukery&#8221; in my family, and I trot that story out when the subject of most embarrassing moments comes up. It was funny until I had a child of my own, which shed new light on the parenting I had received. My experience at the Dairy Dell was definitely eye-opening from the perspective of motherhood. If my son was ill, it wouldn&#8217;t <em>occur </em>to me to &#8221;medicate&#8221; him with Coca Cola, send him into a restaurant alone to purchase this &#8220;medication,&#8221; and ask him to get something for me in the process. But that is how my father parented, and it makes me a little sad for the embarrassed girl standing at the counter of the Dairy Dell.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.mixed-emotions.com"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-441" title="Sad" src="http://emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/sad.jpg?w=640" alt="Sad"   /></a> <a href="http://www.mixed-emotions.com"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-442" title="Embarrassed" src="http://emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/embarrassed.jpg?w=640" alt="Embarrassed"   /></a></p>
<p>Kris Wiltse’s illustrations for the “Sad” and &#8220;Embarrassed&#8221; cards from the <em><a title="The Mixed Emotions web site" href="http://www.mixed-emotions.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#006a80;">Mixed Emotions </span></a></em>card deck.</p>
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		<title>The extremely high price of not following my feelings</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 05:59:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Not being an artist, I knew I&#8217;d have to hire one to illustrate each card in the Mixed Emotions deck (there are 60). At the time, a friend of my former husband&#8217;s was just beginning to represent an artist who appeared &#8230; <a href="http://petramartin.com/2007/11/29/the-extremely-high-price-of-not-following-my-feelings/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=petramartin.com&amp;blog=2207575&amp;post=7&amp;subd=emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not being an artist, I knew I&#8217;d have to hire one to illustrate each card in the <em>Mixed Emotions</em> deck (there are 60). At the time, a friend of my former husband&#8217;s was just beginning to represent an artist who appeared to be quite talented. Though I had misgivings about working with him, I convinced myself that what was best for <em>Mixed Emotions</em> wasn&#8217;t necessarily what was best for me.</p>
<p>The contract with the artist was set up in a way that enabled him to receive a monthly income while dedicating himself fully to my project for a year. Over time, it became more and more evident that he wasn&#8217;t going to deliver. By the time I finally pulled the plug, I&#8217;d paid him more than $50,000, which, of course, I never got back.</p>
<p>I learned a couple things:</p>
<ol>
<li>When I have misgivings about something, I don&#8217;t talk myself out of them anymore.</li>
<li><em>I </em>needed to be the one to determine how each card was illustrated, not the artist. Which means that <em>I</em> needed to tell the artist what grief looks like. <em>I </em>needed to tell the artist what exhaustion looks like, and so on.</li>
<li>To do that, I&#8217;d need to brainstorm with a very creative group of friends. More on that later.</li>
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<p>I still feel sick to my stomach when I think about losing that much money. Imagine how I must feel writing about it.</p>
<p><img src="http://emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney.wordpress.com/wp-admin/" border="0" alt="" width="1" height="1" /><a href="http://www.mixed-emotions.com"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-442" title="Embarrassed" src="http://emotionsthegpsforlifesjourney.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/embarrassed.jpg?w=640" alt="Embarrassed"   /></a>*</p>
<p>Embarrassed. Really, really, really embarrassed.</p>
<p>May this cautionary tale, and the very existence of <em><a title="The Mixed Emotions web site" href="http://www.mixed-emotions.com" target="_blank">Mixed Emotions</a></em>, prevent you from making the same mistake.</p>
<p>*Kris Wilste&#8217;s illustration for the “Embarrassed” card from the <em>Mixed Emotions</em> deck.</p>
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