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Article #6 in a series of 10: My family and friends don’t support my business

*The following article is the sixth in a series of  TEN, each composed by Shara Lawrence-Weiss. This series is being posted for the purposes of the Mommy Perks community and our readers and friends. If you would like to re-post the articles you are welcome to do so. Please give credit to the author and […]

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Article #5 in a series of 10: What does Networking really mean? *Raising the bar

*The following article is the fifth in a series of  TEN, each composed by Shara Lawrence-Weiss. This series is being posted for the purposes of the Mommy Perks community and our readers and friends. If you would like to re-post the articles you are welcome to do so. Please give credit to the author and […]

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Article #4 in a series of 10: Should I TRADE my time, products or services?

*The following article is the fourth in a series of  TEN, each composed by Shara Lawrence-Weiss. This series is being posted for the purposes of the Mommy Perks community and our readers and friends. If you would like to re-post the articles you are welcome to do so. Please give credit to the author and […]

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June 29, 2009

Business Article #2 in a series of 10: “I have a web site. Now what?”

*The following article is the second in a series of  TEN, each composed by Shara Lawrence-Weiss. This series is being posted for the purposes of the Mommy Perks community and our readers and friends. If you would like to re-post the articles you are welcome to do so. Please give credit to the author and […]

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The Daddy Diaries by Paul Kemp

While Mommy Perks typically features mom owned businesses and services, we are always open to spotlighting great dads, too! For several months I taught educational workshops in the PHX area and this author and father of two attended almost every event with his 2 sons. Although I haven’t seen the boys for some time now, […]

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