Make it a great day

The most common closing phrase in my emails is “Have a great day“.

Starting today, however, I’m changing that to “Make it a great day“.

It just popped into my head and the main reason I like it is that it’s a lot more empowering to say “Make it” rather than just “Have“.

It’s sort of “I hope the surrounding world, of which you have no control, has the good grace to grant you a great day” versus “You have the power to change the course of your day, as well as how you choose to deal with what is thrown at you“.

It’s a subtle difference in wording but a very different perspective. And I just love it.

So make it a great day, everyone!

Meeting cost visualizer

As if someone had read my previous post “What if you could see staff costs when booking a meeting?“, there is now an iOS app to measure and visualize the cost of a meeting.

Meeting cost visualizer is an ultra-simple and purposeful app which does just what you expect.

  1. Enter the average hourly cost per meeting participant.
  2. Enter the number of participants.
  3. Click Start.
  4. Watch and create awareness.

Remember to start it the minute the meeting is scheduled to begin. Then check out the money down the drain, by the time everyone has arrived, sat down and the technology is up and running.

As the careful reader will notice, you might wonder if I was inspired by the app, rather than the other way around, since it was released months before my previous post was published. Don’t tell anyone.

Visiting Cukuryurt, the former Greek Tchouhouri in Turkey (Intro)

In july of 2008 my father and I visited the village of Cukuryurt, known as Tchouhouri.

See pictures on Flickr.

Here is the intro of my written account:

Tchouhouri, Cappadocia, Turkey, July 2008

We have been travelling on the windy roads of the Turkish countryside for four hours in the blazing sun. Tension is high, because we are about to arrive at our destination. I am almost shaking with anticipation.

Suddenly the driver stops by a house where three men are sitting on the terrace. The driver and my father engage in a conversation with them in Turkish.

–Are we here? I ask my father, in Greek.
–Yes, he throws over his shoulder, while concentrating on the conversation.
I can scarcely believe it is true, so I ask again.
–Are we here?
My father turns around, looks at me, and repeates himself with certainty.

My mind struggles to fathom the reality of it all.

We are in Tchouhouri. The village where my grandfather was born 111 years ago in 1897. The village from which he and his family were driven in 1922. The village I have heard and read about in my grandfathers autobiography. A place my father has never seen until now, even though he speaks two languages from here. A place none of its former inhabitants could ever return to. A place that has existed only in my mind and in my dreams.

86 years after being forced from their homes, the family’s descendants, are standing on the same soil.

A protein shaker can mix more than protein

My protein shaker has become one of my most used kitchen tools.

Just because it’s made for protein, it doesn’t mean it can’t be used to shake other things. Pretty obvious, right?

Not only do you use a single tool for mixing and dispensing, but it’s also a ready storage container, should you need it.

Since this epiphany, I never use anything but my shaker for making pancake batter and scrambled eggs.