In my neglectful state, I have failed to mention that my friend Steve was on the Donate Life Float in the Tournament of Roses parade. He even video blogged (vlogged?) it for Revive Hope-just keep scrolling down, there's lots of pics and videos. Despite my silence, I've been showing them to everyone at work. Furthermore, Dear Husband has provided me with an airline tic to go out to Chicago in a few weeks and climb the Hancock with Steve again this year to raise money for the Respiratory Health Association of Metropolitan Chicago. If you'd like to help us raise $$ for this amazing event, go here.
If you'd like to see what I look like after climbing 1632 steps, go here. Scroll to the last pic, that's me with Steve-my brudda from anudda mudda.
Also on my mind has been the fact that I really want to do something different. Some of yall may be aware that I have 2 other blogs: P is for Pooter and Laughing Baby. I didn't mean to have THREE blogs, but I started Pooter to keep my family, especially the ones living in S. Korea, updated on the (then) new baby and Laughing is basically the monthly articles I write for the local food coop on parenting and anything that comes to mind. I always wanted to keep my politics and personal stuff out of the donorcycle blog because I didn't want to cloud any donation issues with my other, sometimes quite, opinionated stuff. Yet, it's a little schizophrenic and too much to keep up with and I still harbor the dream of having a $$-making blog. So I'm trying to come up with one blog to encapture all the various and amazing parts of my life while getting enough readership to allow me to put my daughters through college. The Universal Theory of blogs, as it were. If I expand on that dream, I think that I could eventually quit my job and work full time as a writer, working at home with occassional trips to exotic locales. Don't ever say I don' t dream big.
Finally, several folks have commented on old posts and I feel bad that I haven't replied in any way. One really nasty reply came in a few posts ago, and that, I glad to say, I haven't responded to, but I will say that some people only go by "Anonymous" because they don't want the world to know their name is Sissy McGirlypants. (And of course I mean that only for the person who left the ignorant post. Not the other 2 "Anonymouses" who left me really lovely comments. Thank you. )
Anonymous wanted to know about Horseshoe kidneys. Melissa'sleft me a lovely comment under There are no Coincidences. I have a special place in my heart for the little ones that need an organ and I'm glad your little one is doing well. You should go over the Falling Down is Also a Gift.
So, there you have it. Throw in a regime change at work(my old boss resigned), Christmas, trying to get the Teen into college and our car dying, that's been my last 8 weeks or so. As they said at that Ford Theater, "So other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how did you like the play?"
I leave you with cuteness:
