She is the founder of a charity that does makeovers at battered women's shelters.
And not just in Michigan.
I learned of her and her noble cause from a co-worker.
I visited her website and clicked around a bit.
I was impressed.
You would be too.
I saw a flashing, colorful tab.
I tried to ignore it.
To look the other way.
Then the tab spoke to me,
asking the question,
"How can you help?"
Uh-oh, I thought to myself.
So I clicked off the site.
And then I clicked back on the site.
And tried not to look at that tab.
"hey you" it called.
What is it with me and stuff?
I hear them calling to me, at first they whisper..then they roar.
I'M TALKING TO YOU"
I don't have time for much else in my life...
My rational self knows this.
But I pride myself on my good manners...and it is after all speaking to me.
I can't ignore it.
They want a freelance writer to write their stories.
I like to write stories.
So I'm meeting her for lunch to see what kind of stories she's interested in.
The saying "biting off more than I can chew" comes to mind....
So does this quote...
God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest. ~J.G. Holland
Wish me luck.
And a good strong jaw.
(Blue bird photo shamelessly
stolen borrowed from birdfeederusa.com)