I’ve mentioned my older sister, but I’m not sure I ever mentioned that I also have a younger sister. (Who for the purpose of this post we shall call Charlotte because I’m about to send you to a page where you’ll see her name anyway so it really makes no sense to call her by her initial.) She doesn’t blog and she lives way on the other side of the country so she doesn’t figure too often in the daily goings on, but she totally rocks and I wish she did live closer so she could figure more often in our day to day lives. Because she rocks. Did I mention that? If she wasn’t already my little sister I would totally adopt her and make her become my little sister. No joke.
She’s a nursing student at NYU and she’s training to run a marathon in May. A marathon! I can make it around the block before I collapse. She’s going to run 26.2 MILES. And even if she only does the 1/2 marathon, which she claims is what she’s going to do, but I don’t believe her, and neither do the people she’s training with, that’s still 13 some miles more than I can manage.
Why should you care, you ask? Well, I’m so glad you did, see, my little sister needs your help. (And I would like to preface this with the fact that I am not good at asking for help, and I rarely do it, so please be nice.) As it turns out my sister is training with The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society’s (LLS) Team in Training and in order to run she needs to have raised a certain amount of dough for . $2,600.00 to be precise. To date she has raised $485.00, which is great, but clearly not enough.
If she doesn’t raise enough money she either has to drop out, which she really doesn’t want to do, or she has to pay the difference, which she really can’t do. And this is where you come in. (Insert sheepish grin here.)
See, if you were already in a donating mood, because, say, it was the holidays or you were feeling generous tonight, and you thought that helping to find a cure for Leukemia and Lymphoma was a worthy cause, you could, for instance, click here and do a double good deed: help fund a cure and help my sister reach her goal. Think of the great karma! Think of Santa’s good list! Think of… think of whatever motivates you, but please, please help. Pretty please? With sugar on top? And a cherry? And an extra drizzle of hot fudge?
Did I mention that this is where you have to click? Ok! Ok! Just checking. Sheesh.
Tomorrow we return to our regularly scheduled
nonsense program, or maybe Sunday, because tomorrow is going to be a long day of baby showers and Christmas parties (both real and virtual) and deadlines I may or may not meet, though I will try my best to provide you with a picture of my darling children sitting on Santa’s lap.
Original It’s my life… post.