Amy, in case you don’t know, is the mascot AND patron saint of Aiming Low. She is truly the source of all unorthodox wisdom and crafty girl-knowledge and this is my story of how Amy came through for me…

The other day, my whole family overslept. When everyone was finally up and out of bed, we had no less than 20 minutes to get the kids to school on time. I know, I know… Amy Lo wouldn’t worry that much about her kids being late for school but Amy’s kids don’t go to the kind of school my kids go to. Being tardy? NOT acceptable.

So on this particular day, in addition to being late, my kids were both unusually tired and groggy and totally not ready to start the day. I knew I couldn’t send them out the door and off to school like that so after they wolfed down some breakfast, I looked at them, with their sleepy eyes, and suddenly, it hit me—an idea that could ONLY have been inspired by our patron saint of awesome herself…

I opened the freezer, took out a gallon of coffee ice cream and gave them each two big spoonfuls. I kissed them goodbye and sent them out to my husband’s waiting car.

And then I smiled because I KNEW Amy Lo was looking down on me from her martini glass up in the blogosphere and beaming with pride.

When you need Amy, she’s there for you. All you have to do is ask.

If you’ve ever had a truly Aiming Low moment of brilliance, chances are it was the hand of Amy Lo at work. Let us all bow our heads and give thanks for without her, what a beige, overachieving, follow-the-rules world it would be. Amen.