So, that's it. Two months of fundraising and talking endlessly about cancer, sick kids and the like, and we have finally reached the finish line.Let me share with you how we did. First, let me share with you how I did last year without you, in better economic times...Goal: $500Finish: 28 Donors, $1620.This year, out of ROUGH economic times, your huge hearts brought this...Goal: $2000Finish: 73 Donors (you), Grand Total.....$3540And I mean...SICK. You came out, you supported the cause, you looked the goal in the eye, and proceeded to kick its meager ass. In fact, out of 150 shavees, you made me the #1 earner of both venues. Simply remarkable. This is not about me, but I want you to know … [Read more...]
Angels at Kroger
Today I have a very special tribute to three individuals at Kroger whose names I dont even know. But you made a difference in my life, and I want to spend a minute acknowledging you today.You see, on Sunday I narrowly avoided an aneurysm spending the day attending to the simple and strenuous needs of my kids. After a fairly pleasant morning, lunch, and naptime, we headed into our trouble hours...4-7.After having been lulled into complacency, and having never learned the 4-7 lesson despite over four years of late day hell, I decided in all my wisdom to take the kids to Kroger to get a couple of things for a nutritious supper. And maybe a treat.Two kids. One cart. Sit down. Stop yelling. Dont … [Read more...]
Clearly, ladies, you don’t know me.
Yesterday I was accused of being too serious.Standing in a lunch room. After having bought lunch for fifty. Yes, 5-0.See, some days I hear stories about lives that have been changed by our drug. Uplifting stories about a mother who is relating to her kids again. A young guy who may not get fired this time. A teenager who is back in class, back on track. Stories that have your heart bursting with pride about the impact you have had on a family even though they don't even know you exist.And then, the other days. See, as I have pointed out before, often there is some disdain and loathing about what I do for a living. Treated like absolute crap. And still other days, much the same, but more … [Read more...]









