tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post649748195632932484..comments2023-10-26T02:08:37.015-06:00Comments on Every Day I Write the Book: Sometimes I Wonder, What You Gonna Be?kacy faulconerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09690060274994621199noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-85728809055182429632014-01-11T00:28:27.339-07:002014-01-11T00:28:27.339-07:00Our young women were part of a tri-ward event wher...Our young women were part of a tri-ward event where they explored career presentations. They rotated every 15 minutes and got to hear women in the stake talk about their jobs. All but one were jobs they could do part time or from home, well-paying jobs. It was practical and exciting, and didn't take away from the importance of a mom in the home. We loved it. Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02664420463936521352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-4340543294226245322014-01-08T20:39:29.947-07:002014-01-08T20:39:29.947-07:00I just tell my girls to marry well and stay home w...I just tell my girls to marry well and stay home with their kids. It is the world's best job. Plus you get to snack all day without anyone seeing you do it. J Lukehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13941296369223915895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-86143409158640056482013-12-25T18:42:04.275-07:002013-12-25T18:42:04.275-07:00I also have a kid I wish would be a professor but ...I also have a kid I wish would be a professor but wants to b a mythbuster. Another kid wants to be a sculptor, and another a rock star. He's seven, got a fender mini for Christmas and is going around the house playing it shirtless. I just tell them to get good grades so they can keep their options open, and end up doing something interesting instead of something boring that makes them miserable that will lead to mid life crises.Beeswaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10418719062005209787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-11361407336664566602013-12-22T20:30:37.005-07:002013-12-22T20:30:37.005-07:00A dentist would be so nice, because we all know th...A dentist would be so nice, because we all know that dental insurance is practically non-existent and will prolly disappear. But really, my dreams are like La Yen's: just be happy and get out of my house.Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981388823737554845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-46404810395023438872013-12-20T10:20:27.183-07:002013-12-20T10:20:27.183-07:00I selfishly hope for a massage therapist or flight...I selfishly hope for a massage therapist or flight attendant. My sister is a flight attendant and my parents fly free. I would like my kids to give me that gift. Free massages? Ok. Aliciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15156275250144391977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-359555992814362582013-12-18T16:39:11.487-07:002013-12-18T16:39:11.487-07:00I just want them to be happy. And rich. Super su...I just want them to be happy. And rich. Super super rich. And not live in my basement. So, probably a reality star.La Yenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15044092297673361855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597252.post-54342159687493372662013-12-18T15:11:07.029-07:002013-12-18T15:11:07.029-07:00I always wanted to be a stay at home mom, and I ab...I always wanted to be a stay at home mom, and I absolutely chose my major (and masters degree) in a field that allows me to work from home. If I were going to have a regular old boring job (suckers!) I would have chosen a different field entirely.<br /><br />People often comment on how "lucky" I am that I can work in my chosen field from home. Luck had nothing to do with it!<br /><br />Also, I have many engineering friends who have left and gone back to the company multiple times depending on their children's ages. They also work part time, part-time from home, 1/4 time, etc. The lack of women in engineering means that if a woman is willing to work for a defense contractor in any capacity, they make it happen. Who knew?Emilynoreply@blogger.com