Charities struggle to attract donors in these difficult times. Donors also struggle, deciding among so many worthy causes. It’s a challenge for both. But I have a solution. Put the FUN in fundraising! It’s simple and allows both sides of the equation to come out winners. The way?
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Today we live in a world of a new danger. But danger isn’t new for us Baby Boomers. We were lucky our parents didn’t do us in right from the start! Second-hand smoke. White sugar by the fistful. Red meat by the mouthful.
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It’s hard finding fun and funny in the news these days. But it’s there. From ill-timed stories about dream vacations to ads for swimsuits, it’s there. It does prove, however, that not all the news (and ads) are truly fit to print in these days of disease and worry. With that in mind, here are a
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I know I’m late for the party, but I’d like to wish a sincere Happy Galentine’s Day to all my girlfriends. Let’s make that, a Happy, Healthy Galentine’s Day. Yes, I’m a little late. But in the midst of these scary, challenging days, I’m hitting the pause button on full-fledged silliness. Instead, I want to
Remember the good old days when we all could party hearty? Now, middle-aged Handsome Hubby and I hardly ever party! It’s not that we’re anti-social. It’s just that
Handsome Hubby and I are coming to a parting of the ways. Sad, but true. After 33 years (and three years of dating), HH wanted a change and a change he’s made. I pleaded and I begged but to no avail. There’s no turning back.
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Donors Rejoice. Fun in Fundraising is Here
Giving AND Getting Are Great!
Charities struggle to attract donors in these difficult times. Donors also struggle, deciding among so many worthy causes. It’s a challenge for both. But I have a solution. Put the FUN in fundraising! It’s simple and allows both sides of the equation to come out winners. The way?
Danger Isn’t New for Baby Boomers
Not Our First Time Living Dangerously
Today we live in a world of a new danger. But danger isn’t new for us Baby Boomers. We were lucky our parents didn’t do us in right from the start! Second-hand smoke. White sugar by the fistful. Red meat by the mouthful.
Finding Fun in the News
Not Everything is Fit to Print
It’s hard finding fun and funny in the news these days. But it’s there. From ill-timed stories about dream vacations to ads for swimsuits, it’s there. It does prove, however, that not all the news (and ads) are truly fit to print in these days of disease and worry. With that in mind, here are a
Happy, Healthy Galentine’s Day
Late for the Party. But Who Cares?
I know I’m late for the party, but I’d like to wish a sincere Happy Galentine’s Day to all my girlfriends. Let’s make that, a Happy, Healthy Galentine’s Day. Yes, I’m a little late. But in the midst of these scary, challenging days, I’m hitting the pause button on full-fledged silliness. Instead, I want to
Party Hearty? Hardly!
Life of the Party? Not Me. No More.
Remember the good old days when we all could party hearty? Now, middle-aged Handsome Hubby and I hardly ever party! It’s not that we’re anti-social. It’s just that
A parting of the ways
I'm the one getting scalped!
Handsome Hubby and I are coming to a parting of the ways. Sad, but true. After 33 years (and three years of dating), HH wanted a change and a change he’s made. I pleaded and I begged but to no avail. There’s no turning back.