Lucky number 4 is Rose who made the excellent suggestion of the Mario Lemieux Foundation’s Austin’s Playroom Project. A Pennsylvania cause no less, love it!
The Mario Lemieux Foundation raises funds for cancer and neonatal research; their Austin’s Playroom Project “seeks to benefit families and improve the quality of a child’s hospital experience whether as a visitor or patient by establishing cheerful playrooms that are safe, calming and comfortable.”
Thanks everyone for your excellent suggestions, I loved them all! Smooches all around!
Happy holidays, beyotches!
The other day I came across THE greatest thing on the internet… a new kind of blog giveaway wherein people entered with their favorite charity and the winner got $50 donated to it by the blog host. (via I Pick Pretty!)
Like I said, greatest thing on the internet. I love the Pay it Forward concept… it completely restores my faith in humanity. You know, after that faith gets robbed by obnoxious people who insist on asking checkout attendants 48 dumb questions with a crowd of people in line behind them.
But see, this is what I mean. I whine about things like that, or like stupid spin class (though you should know tonight was the THIRD Monday where 20 people showed up and the class didn’t happen), when the world has actual problems that need attention.
The holidays are a great time to reflect more on that, right? Anyway, enough fanfare. Here’s the deal:
1) Comment below with your favorite charity. No parameters, just nothing at all political, please
2) Submissions close end of the day this Friday; I’ll draw randomly and announce the winner this weekend sometime.
3) One entry per person but feel free to share as you wish, and if you’re interested in hosting your own version of this, pay that shiste forward yo!
Thanks in advance and love to all of you!
I love when other bloggers do What’s-In-My-Purse features. Such a cute little glimpse into someone’s world. Although it frequently leaves me feeling like some sort of messy freakball when I compare it against the heap of miscellaneous crap I’m lugging around.
Now, I’d like to state in my defense that I am proud to be a fairly organized person. Every single item in our house has its designated “home” (whether they are living there or not), and even our one junk drawer I can still name every item in it. What I think happens is that I expend all my organizational energy at work, so sometimes my personal world gets sloppy disorganized seconds. Is my excuse at least.
Highlights (L-R) include: Egyptian cotton sheets flyer received at metro (because I can’t say no), various wrappers (of items of varying nutritional value) that never made their way to the trash, The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali (Patanjali does not endorse messy purses), nail polish and nail polish remover, 1 dry erase marker, 1 yoga class plan draft, 1 grocery list, 1 commuter paper (October 17), 1 smashed Lara bar, 2 AA batteries, and 1 inexplicable pile of staples. And the bra I don’t even know where to start with.