As is always the case here at From Inmates To Playdates on Mondays, I am playing along with MckMama’s Not Me! Monday carnival. I have found that confession is good for the soul and is also cheaper than therapy. In fact, there is a lot more to this bloggy thing than what people might think.
Consider for instance, a mommy blogger, (a very well known mommy blogger in fact) gets the bird-brained idea to raise some money for Compassion’s Child Survival Program in an effort to “Wag More, Bark Less” in her walk with Christ. She heads to her local Apple store and purchases a brand spankin’ new iPad. Her intention is simple. She makes a compassionate plea for her readers to donate for the cause. For every person who donates $5.00 to Compassion’s CSP program in the next 24 hours, they will receive one entry for the the iPad giveaway. Her family will in turn give $1.00 for every person who donates.
Her hope was to raise $2,000.
The giveaway ran for 24 hours.
Within the 24 hour period 873 people donated to Compassion’s cause.
Within the 24 hour period those same 873 people donated a whopping $30,332.
$30,332. – All through a bunch of mommy bloggers.
I was honored to participate in this endeavor. God took a measly iPad and blessed and blessed and blessed.
So, when I say that there is more to this bloggy thing than what people might think, you should totally believe me!
And no, I did not tear up while typing this post thinking of what God can do with a bird-brained idea. Awesome. Just awesome!
This past week, it most certainly was not me who spent nearly twenty minutes looking for keys that were apparently left in my front door ALL NIGHT LONG, just after spending fifteen minutes lecturing my two sweet boys about the importance of keeping up with their belongings.
This past Thursday, it was not me who completed a Thursday Thirteen post but neglected to post it.
I am one of those mothers who never allow her children to play with sharp objects, so there is NO WAY that I turned around in church to discover my sweet Stevie playing with a small pocketknife that belonged to his papa. It was very small. But still.
And speaking of knives, it was not me who sliced her stupid finger while attempting to slice a piece of ham. Couldn’t of been me because surely I have more sense than that.
Because I am the queen of organization, I definitely DID NOT spend precious time making a three-page-long “To Do” list, only to lose it an hour later.
Likewise, it was not my organized self that e-mailed the Vice Principal at Stevie’s school inquiring about the date and time of a planning meeting for the school carnival to discover that the meeting was the day before.
What about you? What sorts of things have you NOT done this week?