If you watched the Suburban WoW livestream yesterday, you know that Weaselmomma and I were headed over to our local Heartland Blood Center right afterwards, to donate blood. We were accompanied by the always hilarious and very excitable Manic Mommy, who was there to take pictures. Why pictures, you ask? Well, of course, for Manic Mommy’s Third Annual Virtual Blood Drive! You can get the scoop by clicking here, and you have until the end of February to donate blood and e-mail Manic a photo of yourself while you’re donating in order to be eligible for the prizes, which include a free ticket from Southwest Airlines! This is the third…
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Just Another Manic Tuesday, The Sequel!
On Tuesday I got to put a checkmark next to a major errand on my list. I gave blood at my local Heartland Blood Center. Not only did I save 3 lives by donating, but I participated in my good friend Manic Mommy’s Virtual Blood Drive and could actually win an all-expenses paid trip to the Sandestin Golf and Beach Resort or many other prizes that have been generously donated to help Manic Mommy’s cause! Those of you who have been reading the Scrawl for a while might remember last year, when Manic did this Virtual Blood Drive for the first time and she actually met me at the Blood…
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We Interrupt This Blog For Two Special Announcements…
Now that it’s 2009 and you’ve turned over a new leaf (or whatever), are you feeling the urge to reach out and help others? I’ve got two opportunities for you right here, and they require very little effort! First, my buddy Mags from Ms. Maggie Moo Talks 2 U has opened an etsy shop to sell some yummy goodies!* Mags is not only a CHEF, which–to me–makes her quite qualified to open up shop like this, but she is also lost her job a couple of weeks ago, and every purchase you make will help her out. In checking out her shop I noticed that there is only a shipping…
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Have Your People E-mail My People; We’ll Do Lunch!
“Turning on a dime” is not something I’m normally known for. I like my routine, and although I can indeed change course if something comes up, I don’t usually enjoy making a change; I usually avoid it if at all possible. Unless it’s an emergency or something that just sounds like an opportunity I can’t pass up. Like today. I had planned to spend the day catching up with housework and other boring (but comforting and satisfying!) activities around here since I didn’t lift a finger yesterday. I taught class this morning (and for those of you who read my tweets last night, I totally did not even have a…
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Am I Stalking Her, Or Is It the Other Way Around???
You are NOT going to believe this. I was just lunching at my local Panera with a friend from our temple. Well, that you may believe. This is the unbelievable part… As my friend was telling me a story, I looked up and caught a glimpse of a familiar-looking bright pink jacket. Any guesses? Click here for a hint. I thought, “Nahh…couldn’t be!” I didn’t want to be rude to my friend, so at that point I didn’t say anything. Shortly thereafter, I saw the pink jacket and her friend walk around the corner towards the back of the Panera, either to get a drink refill or to go to…
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Just Another Manic Tuesday
We interrupt your regularly scheduled Bar Mitzvah summary for a brief report on the current events of today.** After a weekend of eating lots of CRAP, I recommitted myself to watching the diet again, to continue on my path of losing some excess pounds. Going for a drive in snowy Suburbia to run an errand (and of course, try to sell more books) in my cute little black car, I suddenly detected an obstacle to my willpower as a sweet smell wafted into my car and up to my nose. I knew that smell anywhere. It was Dunkin Donuts. “I…will…not…stop…for…donuts!” I said to myself as I tried to speed up…
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Just Look Who I “Ran Into”!
So, I was aimlessly driving around in the downtown area of my particular Chicago suburb last night with a trunkload of books, and I was shouting out the car window, “Books for sale! Books for sale!” And then suddenly, I heard some shrieking. I thought I heard my name being called but wasn’t too sure, because it sounded like “Melissa” with two s’s and not just one, but I listened closer… She called louder: “Hey! Melisa! With one s! I want a book!” Well, of course that got my attention and I turned toward the screaming and, after looking around and around I finally found the source, hanging out the…