And Now For Something Completely Different (Sort Of)

I am OBSESSED with current events, and my obsession is fast-tracking me to inert despondency.  And fear.  I have a small forum at my disposal here–thank you, dear readers–but there are those who write with clarity and cogency more skillfully than I, so for today I leave that to the experts.  My heavy heart is getting checked at the door today, because I said I would embrace and share positivity.  And also, the death grip with which I clutch my 50.1% majority hold on my sanity is starting to hurt my fingers. I shall instead use my fingers for this:

Three months from today, Sunday, April 30, is the 2017 Milwaukee Area MDA Muscle Walk.  Last year I wrote a post about things I’d rather do than ask for money. In essence, I’d rather do ALL OF THE THINGS before asking for a hand with anything.Click here to read 2016’s Would You Rather? There are some deep thoughts here, friends.

But I asked.

And you responded.

So it begins anew in 2017.  The quantifiable ten pounds of despair I lug around with the rest of my addled-brained, drained, and pained body is asking for your help.  There are many worthy causes to which you can cast your financial support, I understand entirely.  On the rare occasion I do answer my home phone and hear the click-pause-“Hello, Wendy? How you doin’?” on the other end, I try to be respectful of the shit job the telemarketer has.  I listen politely, albeit distractedly, just waiting for their pause to interject, “I wish I could help, but most of our family’s fund-raising largesse (largesse, Wendy?)  goes to support the Muscular Dystrophy Association (OK, seriously, after two years, why does WordPress still not recognize ‘dystrophy’ and tag it for needing correction?  It’s like you don’t even know me.).  Sorry, sidetracked again.  I understand [insert worthy cause] is deserving and important for your clients, and I would love to throw financial support your way, but I can’t commit just now.  They continue; I rebut; they continue, and this usually where I end up feeling like a complete heel when I hang up.  So feel free to hang up on me.

But I sincerely hope you don’t.

Be like the cool kids!  Be on the side of right!  Peer pressure always works, right?  Be like Heather Trotter, Terry Radtke, and Rose Mary Walecki–Team Greater Than Gravity’s first Muscle Walk contributors this year–and support our team!  Oh, and by the way, I’ll never not feel super dorky saying “Team Greater Than Gravity”  because, well, obviously. 

My kid is not usually one to goof, so imagine my surprise to see him chillin’ with his cabin mates at the photo booth last summer.

So here’s the link:  Click here to hit up our team page. You can join the team or make a donation.  Either way, you’ll have my undying gratitude and get a shout-out in my not-world-famous-but-gaining-momentum-little-blog here.  I know, right?  Tingles.