For those readers who live local to me in Northeast PA, one of my favorite local bands, Nowhere Slow, will be playing at NEPA’s Rock Autism Now benefit at 8pm on March 27th at Tink’s Entertainment Complex in Scranton. There are other really good bands playing there that night as well, with the same benefit being held at Nightcaps in Edwardsville that same night. For example, Bad Hair Day, one of “the boy’s” favorite local bands (next to M80 of course) will be playing at 10pm.Â All proceeds benefit Friendship House’s ABA Autism Program in Scranton.
My sister Courtney will be participating in Variety’s 4th Annual Autism Walk on March 29th in the Plymouth Meeting Mall. In a friendly competition, each team is trying to “outbeat” the other by raising the most donations. My sister has already met her goal of $500, however, we both feel that with spreading the word we can raise that amount even higher. All proceeds will benefit Variety’s new Family Resource Center which serves children with Autism now by providing early support. You can make a donation via my sister’s team page on Variety’s website.
So whether you are local or not, I hope you are able to help support one of these benefits either by helping me spread the word or by making a donation. Now that would be beautiful.
Pictured– TopÂ left: My oldest son Gavin. Lower Right: My nephew Andrew and my son Connor.
The mascara brush is a little funky with 3 prominent “bumps.” While Rimmel says that these put curves in all the right places, I honestly think it’s just tricky marketing. The dips in the mascara wand meant that the formula didn’t hit sections of lashes, while the bumps did. So I found myself simply using the tip of the mascara wand to apply the mascara to all of my lashes equally. A bigger and fancy wand is really unnecessary. But did the mascara itself work?
Somebody please inform my next fiance that he better be independently wealthy, because I’ve had it with working for a living!
Just kidding. I am already happily engaged to a man who need me to keep my 9-5, but this evening, making the long commute home, I burst into tears. I missed my son, I missed my freedom. I despised the best hours of the day being spent in an office. And, it is only the second day of my second week at my new job.Â This is not a good sign. I need to find a way to cope…
What is a girl to do to survive the work-week?
The only thing she can do: Reach for a bath bomb and draw herself a nice hot bath. In times like these, there may not be problem solving, but there can be problem soothing.