I Come to You on Bended Finger
You’ve seen the pink ribbons, you’ve heard the pleas. October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and many of our beloved bloggers are doing their part to raise funds for breast cancer research. The Pugged cousin recently completed the Breast Cancer 2 Day, walking thirty miles and raising more than $1,000. Blogging lovelies Tenacious S and Lulu are touting their assets again at Boobie-Thon (boys, if you haven't visited this site, you must ... away from the office, of course).
Now it’s my turn.
I’m lacin’ ‘em up and walkin’ for a cure. I’ve signed up for the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer three-mile walk — Saturday morning, October 27. Yeah, I know; the cousin lapped me ten times — but I’m older than she is. And I showed my cleavage last year.
Here’s where you come in.
I’m taking advantage of our virtual friendship and begging for donations. I want to match Marni’s $1,000. Give a little, give a lot; every dime helps. I promise to make you proud. And I'll give you all the props this blog will allow.
Click here if you wish to donate to my cause.
Cancer is a big concern in my family, so this is important to me. We lost my dad to liver cancer two years ago. My sister-in-law (so far, successfully) battled breast cancer. My great-aunt had breast cancer, and eventually died from another form of cancer. My mother’s mother and grandmother both succumbed to cancer. It’s a horrible disease — so we need to grab every opportunity to fight back.
If you're in the Atlanta area, join me at the walk! Or sponsor someone in your town. Just do something.
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Labels: do something, it’s a pink ribbon thing, Making Strides Against Breast Cancer
16 Comments:
We just ran the Race for the Cure here in Denver. Over 65,000 folks, it was amazing!
Unfortunately, right now, Sallie Mae owns me. But when I get that bitch back, I'm totally supporting the cause.
This year, I just wrote a post full of boob jokes, which is like support - specifically, the crappy, unhelpful kind.
Well done to you, however, and it's nice to see you back.
Your friends both have a nice pair ... I give every year but this year with the blogs and the titties out, I'm not sure if its any different than going to Scores (the strip club), either way it seems like $20 for hanging the hooters out.
Hopefully all your technical glitches are all worked out. I missed you!
Good luck with the walk for the cure. Cancer is indeed a dirty word.
SKYLERS DAD: I bet that was a fantastic race!
PISTOLS AT DAWN: Are you gonna posts your boob jokes? I hope so. And I'm glad to be back.
EEBIE: But at least you don't walk out with a hangover. (P.S. Thanks!)
DABICH: The walk will be fun; I'm looking forward to it. Looks like the technical glitches have smoothed out, and we'll be back to Mix Tape Friday tomorrow!
Hooter heaven! Thanks, ladies.
Now, if they ever have a “beer belly-thon” I will enter my photo.
Here at Horn Dog Enterprises, boobie-thon type sites are considered business.
You and your bossom will totally rule, I just know it!
I'm been supporting some runners here. We'll fight this thing!
I missed the deadline for the race here in Philly. :-( I'm gonna have to start a new "Rack Pack" here in next year with my fellow survivor who is also my sister. My sister and I plan on crashing it in May anyway! The pledge is ON!
Hooray for your participation...
Hooray for boobies!
A noble cause indeed...
Don't pull a hammy!
Off you go Missy. Hope you make your goal and beyond.
Oh, I've done already posted my boob jokes. I am a great hero to the people.
Great job! God Bless.
Come payday, I'll make a little donation ;)
We're having a similar event in Detroit.
And I'll have to check out the "presentations" once I'm away from work ;)
donate! donate! donate! This is important to bethy and she's sooooo close. give a few bucks. be a mensch.
Great job! God may Bless
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