Feed me............

Today I'm meeting a lady for lunch.

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.

RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN................!!!!!!

So I clicked off the site.

And then I clicked back on the site.

And tried not to look at that tab.

"Pssst...."

"hey you" it called.

What is it with me and stuff?

Like charities.

I hear them calling to me, at first they whisper..then they roar.

"YOU...."

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.

xoxo

(Blue bird photo shamelessly stolen borrowed from birdfeederusa.com)