“If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.” ~Terri Guillemets
Me: What will I wear to Utah in January in front of a bunch of design bloggers?
Her: What will I wear this weekend? Stupid Christmas.
Me: Don’t you own an LBD, cute tights, stacked heels. Statement necklace in gold…?
Her: ….
Me: I thought you were the expert here! What’s the point of having a best friend who is a stylist. What if you had a Tom Coburn emergency! I’d totally be there for you!
Upon hearing of the Herman Cain debacle I immediately scratched my head and wondered about the validity of the story. Now, days later, I am certain that there was most likely some sort of inappropriate behavior though seemingly par for the course for a man in a position of power. That this is a machination of the liberal main stream media is laughable and what it really comes down to is dude, you’re running for President. EVERYONE WILL BE ALL UP IN YOUR SHIT. It’s like people who go on reality shows and then are all shocked when Tyra is full of attitude and having you walk a tight rope onto a carousel and then smize. Uh, hello, have you never watched this show before? Let it be known that should you decide to run for President, people will know exactly what you had for dinner in 1982 and who you slept with after. You’re welcome.
Moving on.
It was not the former that kept me from here for the past month. In fact it was nothing but normal life stuff. Nothing particularly exciting or earth-shattering. Just your run of the mill, wondering where the hours of the day have escaped to. Days on end of peeking behind bookshelves and under tables thinking that time just escaped and is hiding somewhere. It all goes so quickly, no? So that’s where I’ve been. The Senate kicked my ass and I had a birthday and now I’m making plans for a variety of things. The first being a trip to Palm Springs in a week for Camp Mighty.
Part of our Camp Mighty experience is to raise money for Charity:Water a non-profit organization that brings safe and clean water to developing countries. My mission that I already have chosen to accept is to raise $200 for Charity Water and my team. So here’s the deal: With a donation of $2 you will receive an entry into a raffle for a $50 Amazon Gift Card or a $50 iTunes gift card. Your choice.
If you choose not to participate in the raffle and you just want to give directly to my Charity: Water team, you can do that as well. Just head to the Team Three page here and go ahead and donate then mention my name in the comment text box.
I will end the raffle on Wednesday, November 9th at 6 PM. I will use random.org to choose the winner and he or she will be notified that evening by email.
This venture is sponsored by moi because I am obsessed with Amazon and iTunes. NONE of the proceeds will be going to me, all to Charity:Water.
Everyone got it? Awesome. I’m excited. Go forth and donate.
Hello! Can you hear me? This is a test but tomorrow I will be back in the saddle again.
I know you can’t wait. Neither can I.
Seriously. What the fuck. Have you all seen this?
I don’t want to trivialize the inhumane horrors that African slaves endured on slave ships (above) destined for the Americas. But after a recent airplane trip, sitting tightly next to my neighbor in steerage seats, I feel the discomfort and pain endemic to the current air experience has certain curious similarities.
Whitney in Acapella
“Everyone falls in love sometime
Sometimes it’s wrong, and sometimes it’s right
For every win, someone must fail
But there comes a point when
When we exhale”
Stop everything you are doing right now and go to this: http://jakefogelnest.com/post/17460767716
I promise it will be worth your time and you might want to have some kleenex handy.
Then after you do that you might want to download the Preacher’s Wife soundtrack because the Whitney Houston/Georgia Mass Choir combination will make your heart go BOOM!