Well, I don't really know what the deal was last night with blogger. This field I am typing in wouldn't open up last night. The only two places I could type were in the title and labels fields. Weird. Truth be told, I needed a little respite; I launched a new web page, merchant account, and online registration portal today for the conference I am chair of for my regional professional association today. I've been logging 48 hour days as they say in Hollywood when it is crunch time. In fact, I have been glued to this little laptop for a good 40 of the past 48 hours straight dealing with a million forest fires. It's the first time our region has gone with online registration and a new conference page (my bright ideas... I should learn to just keep my trap shut). Really, though, giving birth to an online process will make our lives so much easier next year, and the year after that, etc. This unfortunately is version 1.0, which is usually fraught with "learning experiences" and generally undervalued by the consumers of it. Oh well, someone's gotta drag us into the 21st century, might as well be me!
Meanwhile, I am working again from Ali's room; it's half past midnight, and Ali is sleeping in Bella's bed after projectile vomiting all over hers a little while earlier. Momma is feeling a little under the weather as well, so I am pulling on-call duty while fixing all the bugs on the new site. I'm hunched over at her cute little play table, freezing next to the open window (yeah, go ahead and laugh...I'm in a t-shirt!) that is attempting to breeze out the fried chicken finger smell...
... holy cow.
...Ali just projectile vomited again! Wow, what a sight! I'm back after another round of cleaning up / changing sheets / putting sheets in the washer and running them ALL a second time! Wow. I was just sitting here, and this ungodly sound erupted from the depths of Ali's belly. I looked over at her and WHOOSH! Thar she blows! Wow. Great moments in parenting. The best part? We were at Ruby's Diner earlier tonight imploring Ali to finish her chicken! LOL. Nice. Parent of the year!
Okay, gotta sneak in some shut-eye while Ali is back asleep (for now) , but before I do, I need your help...
Our good friend Jay Mooreland actually needs your help. Jay and his wife Lonni founded PUCK to help fund the cure for EB after their little girl Sarah died in the same study Bella died in. Jay is going back to school, and he has an online survey he needs at least 200 people to fill out for his class. The survey is on financial behavior, and I'm not gonna lie (sorry, Jay), the subject matter is a little dry for me, but Jay is a financial planner and this is really important for his class and his career.
SO... Jay has offered to donate a dollar to PUCK for the first 250 people that fill out his survey by January 13! This is an EASY way to give a little of your time (I think about 7 minutes and 24 seconds should do it) to raise a little money for PUCK! If just 25% of our blog readers (there are usually around 1,000 a day here) help Jay out, we'll all chip in a little time and $250 to PUCK! Remember, enough fragile little snowflakes... makes an AVALANCHE!
Would you please help Jay out with this? Just CLICK HERE and help raise another little chunk toward a cure for EB!
Thank you for continuing to be with us, our lives are richer because of your presence in it.
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