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The cold didn't even begin to break the ice

I am so proud to see people of all ages doing the #als ice bucket challenge. Especially when I saw my mom do it today!  Yeah, sure there are some downers that won't donate because they think it's just about the ice water and 20 seconds in front of a camera. I will tell you after this awesome internet phenomenon, that even if you didn't donate, you probably helped the cause. I thank you. These families with loved ones suffering from this thank you, too.  The few celebs that refused for whatever reason, they helped too. They all raised awareness with their likeness, tweets, blogs, and posts. I'm sure ALS has been googled more times in the past few weeks than it has in the past decade. Thank you, too. This disease is ugly. Two families I personally know, that have gone through some pretty horrid experiences watching their husbands, dads, sons, sisters, brothers, wives slowly (sometimes aggressively) slip away, and it has always baffled me. Watching a normal 30-something ma...

I didn't feel like waving either.

My dear neighbor mom-friend: don't feel bad that you didn't wave at me as I drove down the block. I saw your hands full of groceries. I knew you were trying to carry every last bag so you didn't have to make two trips.  And you know what, don't feel bad that you don't want me to realize your kids are sleeping in the car while you bring the groceries in, as I see the car is still running.  I always wonder who will call the cops when I do it, too. Dear down-the-street- mom-friend: don't feel guilty for not inviting my kids to your kids' birthday parties. It really is ok. We have so many things we can do together without the formality of a party and presents.  Speaking of presents: I really wanted to bake you something for moving to the neighborhood 4 years ago... But I forgot. But please know, the intention was there.  Dear fellow mom: thank you for watching my kids even though I know your plans weren't involving my sweeties. I hope you don't regret gi...