Career choices for forty (plus) year old stay-at-home moms are?

LIMITED! They’re seriously limited.

As a stay-at-home mom, we’ve sacrificed most of our career building time for family building time. Which is great! But now that our kids need us home less and less, most of us would like to figure out a way to make some money. Especially a way that’s flexible and we can do from home or make our own schedule. And this magical career probably doesn’t require a college degree either, a lot of us either didn’t start college or gave up on it when we started having kids and chose to stay home.

So what’s a gal to do? Brush up on computer skills and get an entry level job at places like our vet’s office or a similar type small business? Go back to college and spend THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS of dollars getting a degree for a career that we’ll only have 15-20 years to work in…just enough time to pay off those student loans? Try our hand at places like McDonalds or Papa Murphy’s, because they have good advancement opportunities and pretty flexible schedules?

Or I have an even better idea for you…

There are only 100 days until Christmas! 100 days until Christmas(I know…don’t throw a snowball at me just yet!) That means that we’re coming up on one of the busiest buying seasons of the year. AND if you can get in with a company that has an incredible product, you could set yourself up with a really fun, rewarding, and prosperous career!

I happened to stumble across an AMAZING company over the weekend while looking for personalized jewelry. It’s Aluzi Skye. Their stuff is fantastic! They have a Mimzi line which is a lot like Pandora bracelets, a sterling silver name bracelet line, a Loxi line which is a lot like Origami Owl lockets, and a super cool line called Pizie Pops: necklaces, earrings, bracelets, or rings, that with a quick “pop”, you can change them up!

Pixie Pop Collage 2

I can assure you all of their line will make excellent gifts for the upcoming holidays. They have stuff in all price ranges, AND they’re adding even more affordable products to their line over the weekend!

Tonight, Deb ,the founder of Aluzi Skye is going to be hosting a Listen & Learn call. I’m going to highly encourage you, no wait…I’m going to bribe you to get on this call and listen! It’s for your own good. After you listen to the call, email me your name and phone number at I’ll verify with the home office that you were on the call, and then I’m going to GIVE YOU A $5.00 gift certificate to my store¹ just for listening. No strings attached! Just FREE money! 

Here are the details of the call:

TONIGHT at 8:45 ET! (7:45 CT, 6:45 MT, 5:45 PT)

You can login here from your computer:
OR call in at this number: 201-479-4595
Meeting number: 26025250

Make sure you let them know that I sent you! (Kimberly Olson – They don’t know I’m The Mother Freakin’ Princess…yet. LOL!)


¹This offer is only good today, if you participate in the Listen & Learn call. The $5.00 gift certificate must be used in my Azuli Skye store and does not expire. If you’re interested in learning how you can earn jewelry for FREE, email me and we can talk about setting up a party! Either online or in person, depending on your location!

My friend, Sue, started my self-destruct sequence. I might not ever forgive her. – AKA: I turn 42 next week

I have a really awesome friend named Sue. We both have kids the same age, a husband, and dogs. She’s funny, pretty, stylish, and a great conversationalist. (When we start talking it’s hard to stop!¹ I could talk to her for hours and hours.) Sue’s also eight years just a little older than me, so I consider her to be a tiny bit wiser than myself but I don’t think she’s all that much smarter than I am.

I remember a particular conversation we had before self destructI turned 40. She told me all about becoming an “old lady”. I laughed. No really. I laughed at her. I mean for serious? Forty is NOT old. It’s not like you turn forty and your self-destruct sequence is automatically engaged, then you start falling apart one piece at a time.

Sue said, “That’s pretty much what happens. You turn forty and start falling apart one piece at a time.”

I laughed at her some more. She might not have been too happy with me that day, but she wears a good poker face and didn’t show her probable annoyance with a “silly, young, soon to be forty year old, girl” like myself.

15003-Best-Part-Of-Being-Over-40Well, I turned 40 a couple years ago. And holy hell…I’ve been falling apart piece by piece ever since! Sue was right! GAH!

Here’s the thing over the last year, doctor after doctor, my chiropractor, and my physical therapists have said something like “especially at your age” a few too many times. I guess I need to start listening.

According to and other internet sites, here’s what happens to us women when we turn 40:

  • Muscle Loss, especially in our core
  • Weight Gain
  • Loss of Flexibility
  • Bone Loss
  • Breast Cancer
  • Perimenopausal Symptoms
  • Thyroid Changes
  • Loss of Pancreas Function and Other Hormone Changes

So…what can we do about this? Ideally we find ways to eat better, workout smarter, and reduce our stress.

Every single health professional I’ve seen lately has encouraged me to continue with PiYo. What is PiYo you say? It’s Chalene Johnson’s brainchild that combines Pilates with Yoga to give you the most effective zero/low impact workout for flexibility, balance, and strength. Pretty much the VERY thing us ladies in our 40’s (or more) need.

I re-started PiYo this week because I’m not letting my 40s kick my ass without a fight and I’d love for you to join me, because everyone should really be doing PiYo! <click here to learn more about PiYo>

Oh, and Sue has something to say to us forty year olds for when we turn 50:

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¹When I say it’s hard to stop talking with Sue, I really mean it. Just ask my husband or kids who’ve been stuck in the car waiting for me to “run in quick” to pick up our youngest. They may or may not have waited a short eternity.

One Positive + Two Negatives = I hate math.

My ankle is fused. It’s totally amazing and awesome. Over the last few months I’ve done all sorts of cool things:

Nathan and I after riding our mountain bike on some sweet single track!
Nathan and I after riding our mountain bike on some sweet single track!


  • Walked up and down the stairs without hanging on the the rail.
  • Traversed the sand at our annual Olson Get Together at the Lake
  • Started a workout program: PiYo
  • Started a Couch to 5K program (AS IN RUNNING!)¹
  • Walked over 6 hours at the State Fair
  • Gotten back to doing most of my “normal” routine

I’d love to tell you that everything is peaches and cream, and life has been blissfully floating by while I rejoice in every minute of every day…

But it hasn’t been exactly like that.

As much as I’ve been enjoying the miracle of my second surgery, I’m struggling with my competence as a mom (again). I don’t understand how being a parent of adult children works. I especially don’t understand the dynamics of when one of them moves back home…but I’m doing my best and that’s all I can really do. Oh, and I’m re-navigating the waters of being a parent of a teenager again too. <sarcastic font> Good times. </sarcastic font>

And it would be great if I could say that having an adult child and newly hormonal teen in the house were my only struggles this summer (because I’m pretty sure I could figure that out). But while I’ve been doing awesome activities that I haven’t been able to do in YEARS, I’ve also found out that I’m allergic to my own sweat and tears. Oh, and the sun. Let’s not forget about my major allergic reaction to the sun. I saw a doctor and words like auto-immune and lupus were tossed around. Are you freakin’ kidding me? I *just* got done healing from ankle fusion number two. I don’t *need* this right now. Fuck.

Picture from Dynamic Medical Services:
Picture from Dynamic Medical Services:

Then last week, Tiara, The Rescue Dog, was having a bad day and I started to bend down to pick up her Thunder Coat and BAM! My back went out. Srsly….What the fuck? I’ve never had my back go out before and I can tell you that it’s not something I’d wish upon anyone. Apparently, I might have a bulging disk (I go for a MRI tomorrow) and the doctor put me on steroids and pain meds. I asked my chiropractor if he thought I’d be okay to go camping over the weekend. He said, “Um, maybe a 50/50 shot, but I don’t recommend it because you just might end up hurting it again.”

There’s a huge part of me that wanted to wallow in The Deep Dark Hole and never come out, because I don’t think life shouldn’t be so difficult². But as I meandered around Target last weekend, looking for a book to keep me company while most of my family went on a mountain bike race/camping weekend, I came across The Body Book: The Law of Hunger, The Science of Strength, and Other Ways to Love Your Amazing Body by Cameron Diaz

I thought, “What the hell. Maybe super-adorable Cameron Diaz can teach me how to love my stupid, sick, broken body. I really don’t have much to lose and I need *something* to do over the long, lonely weekend, so I might as well buy this book.”

The book turned out to be just the thing I needed to read. She went on and on about how cool my body is and how it does all this awesome stuff, plus she gave me insights on how to take better care of it. (All great things to learn as a Team Beachbody Coach!)

But right in the beginning Diaz says, “As women in today’s society, we are encouraged to compare ourselves to other women when what we need to do is focus on our own strengths, our own capabilities, our own beauty.”

Those are the words that sat with me for the weekend and I slowly started focusing on my strengths, capabilities, and my beauty. I felt the darkness lift and I thanked God for my body. Even though my body wasn’t in “perfect” working condition, it was still working, and that’s enough to be thankful for.


¹I had to stop my Couch to 5K program until the reaction on my face cleared up. Then I tweaked my back, so I haven’t gotten back to it yet, but it’s totally cool that I was even able to start a C25K program because all the internet says is, “No running after ankle fusion.” Fuck the internet.

²I know…there are so many people who have lives that are tougher, more painful, or going through so much worse than I am and I really need to learn how to focus on the positive. I think the depression has a large part in the “downer” type thinking. I’m working on it. *pinky promise*

Road Trip Wrap Up!

WOW! I can’t believe just over a week ago my coach, Noelle, and I left for an amazing road trip from Minnesota to Vegas, for Beachbody’s annual training and celebration event, and we’re back already!

It was truly an epic event. We had ordered some super cute tiaras to give out along the way and while we were at Vegas, but it seemed that we stopped at odd hours for gas and felt a little weird asking the guys who were working if they’s wear a tiara and take a selfie with us…so we didn’t hand any out on the way down. But when we got to Vegas, we started handing them out all over the place! (Mostly to other coaches, because I get pretty shy. I know, hard to believe, but it’s totally true.)

noelle packed lightI started the week without my knee scooter because my ankle had been doing to awesome after Fusion #2. I figured as long as no one minded that I was slow, I wouldn’t need the scooter. After just one
walk from Tropicana to MGM it was pretty obvious that I’d be needing that knee scooter. So glad we found a way to bring it!

Even though I was on the knee scooter, it was pretty obvious that my energy and stamina wasn’t back up to normal yet. I got slower and slower about handing out the tiaras and had to work hard at keeping a smile on my face. Good thing I was surrounded by an awesome team of coaches to keep my spirits up:

team set free summit 2014
Team Set Free – Summit 2014

When I got up and ready to head out the door on Friday though, I knew my time on the knee scooter was up. My knee was so bruised from one and a half days of scooting that I couldn’t even rest it on the scooter.

It was time for the big guns: a motorized scooter. Which I think some people think is cool, but honestly? It kind of sucks. No one can see you in the scooter and even when they can see you, they tend to cut you off and then look at you funny when you accidentally¹ hit them. It was a good thing I was worn out from all the extra activity so I didn’t get overly cranky with people…right?

Any way, Beachbody’s Summit was awesome and I can’t wait to fill you in on a bunch of the things I learned about, but for now? I’m recovering from the whole trip and especially the ride home – which was FULL of crazy wild life:

  • Tons of mule deerAntelopeJackrabbit
  • A crazy GIANT jackrabbit – Srsly…this thing was like over THREE FEET tall!
  • Wild cows? What the heck?!?!
  • A heard of bison walking across the road
  • Hundreds of kangaroo rats running across the road
  • A fox (maybe two)
  • Mountain lions
  • A lost female elk – She did a little dance about five feet in front of my car.
  • A caribou standing on the side of the road
  • A different caribou pooping on the side of the road
  • A WILD FREAKIN’ HORSE grazing on the grass, right on the side of the rcaution-qhoad. Apparently the grass on the side of the road tastes better than any of that other desert grass out there?

What’s the craziest animal you’ve seen on the side of the road? And does the Jackalope exist? Because I swear that giant rabbit was really a female Jackalope!



Looking down isn’t always a bad thing.

One of the videos that’s been going around on the internet over the last month is “Look Up” by Gary Turk. If you haven’t seen it, check it out:

Theres a part of me that understands what Gary’s saying, but there’s another part of me that disagrees. I don’t think using electronic Look Updevices or social media always results in us spending more time alone, or that we’re going to miss our chance at true love if we send a text or post a status on Facebook.

A few weeks ago was Mother’s Day, and even though we’re not the type of family to go crazy celebrating holidays, it’s still nice to spend some time with my kids – especially now that they’re older and two of them are out of the house. But Matthew’s away at college and had to work on Mother’s Day, so he couldn’t join us for our traditional brunch with my mother in-law. Instead he sent me a text.


No visit.

No card.

No phone call.

No gift.

Just a text¹.

Mattew Text 1

Matthew Text 2


He made me cry on Mother’s Day morning, because this was the best gift he could have ever given me. I sure hope he didn’t have to sacrifice meeting his one true love while he was looking down to text it, but if he did? I think it was worth it ;)


¹Actually it wasn’t just an awesome text, he also made a beautiful post on Facebook. I’m a very lucky mom. And if you wanted to listen to “My Wish” by Rascal Flatts here you go: