Contest and open invitation!

"Look, Fred, she's gotten her boobies!"

"Ahhh!"

"Oh, and they are so perky!"



The first person to tell me the name of the movie, including the main actress, from the quote above wins a very special prize! This isn't any old prize because it is my very own Avon Breast Cancer Marathon t-shirt, signed and redesigned, sent to me for the upcoming walk in NYC, October 4th and 5th, 2008.


You see, everyone has breasts. Men do. Women do, as well. Kids, too. They come in all shapes and sizes and point in every which way. Some people name theirs. Others don't pay them much attention. Some wish theirs were: bigger, smaller, perkier, rounder, flatter, equally distributed. Others wish theirs looked like someone else's. Some are physically supported by wires and spandex while others hang freely (to their waists, hee hee). Some resemble pancakes...others mosquito bites...while still others, softballs or in some cases, basketballs!


Some have small scars from incisions. Others have scars from where they have been removed entirely. Reminders of biopsies. Reminders of the unknown. Reminders of dark times, but at the same time, reminders of hope, healing, and finding a cure. Some people's reminders are only memories because the person they loved is no longer breathing the air we breathe here on the earth. Reminders that, at that time, there was no cure...


No matter the scenario, we all have breasts. No matter if you don't have breast cancer, there are millions of people who do. There are millions of people that have thousands of diseases. We could all walk for one cause or another to help find cures to different diseases. I do not have breast cancer and Noah did not die of breast cancer. No one knows why he died, so I cannot walk for his cure...But I do have legs...and presently, I have breasts. I am grateful that I have legs that work, so on October 4th and 5th, in New York City, my sister, Dana, who is the "Walking Queen", and I will walk a marathon and a half (yes, for all you mathematicians, if you just did the math, that is 26.2 miles + 13.1 miles = 39.3 miles) to raise support and awareness for further breast cancer research and study. Our team is currently called: "Noah for Knockers: Saving them 2 by 2" but if ANYONE else would like to join our team, and you are a bereaved parent, as well, we would consider changing our name to something else catchy! (God save the Breasts; Heavenly Breasts; Babies love Boobies; etc.) We would LOVE for some bloggers, or whoever, out there to join us on this adventure, either through going to our team site and financially contributing, praying for us as we train and pray for people (when I walk I have been praying specifically for a missionary named Cathrin Osterhus in Austria who has just been diagnosed), OR joining our team, physically, no matter where you live, and walking with us through the streets of New York City! We could name our team: "Bloggers for Boobies!" You may think I am joking, but I am totally serious!


Also, if you are interested in joining our team, please email me and I will give you specific details and our password in order to get started.


I realize that some are offended that I would walk for an event sponsored by Avon since they financially support organizations that I, or you, do not endorse, but I must say a few things to that...If I boycotted every group that sponsored or endorsed an organization with which I did not share their beliefs, I would no longer be able to shop at any major grocery store, department store, or T*arget or W*almart, or natural grocer. Also, if I were ever diagnosed with a disease like breast cancer, I would want to know that research had been done on my behalf for my potential cure, and to call upon their resources. And finally, I can't make everyone happy. It's not my job. It's not my job to discriminate against people, it's my choice to love. Breasts are donned on every kind of human. Mean, nice, kind, selfish, loving, hateful, angry, prideful, hopeful, generous...All I know is, I'm enjoying the training process and discipline because it gives me time to pray for my heart to be changed and my eyes to be fixed on my eternal prize of Heaven.


I really hope you will join me somehow!

(Yes, FYI, I just learned how to 'add a link' if you couldn't tell...)