The Real Me

I’m about to let you in on a little known fact about me.  In doing this I know I risk losing your friendship and respect, but I’m gonna go out on a limb and do it anyway because I just can’t help myself.  

Besides, if you been around this blog long enough and read any of my fundraising posts you might have guessed it anyway.

Ready for it?
I was a cheerleader in high school. 

Yes, it’s true.  Even more surprising is the fact that I loved it.  I adored it.  (Okay, maybe you aren’t that surprised…)  For 3 years I jumped, I tumbled, I clapped, I smiled, I wore a short little skirt and a bow in my hair.  It was great.  We were a competitive squad and each year we won the state cheer competition.  We even got to compete in Nationals and go to Disneyland!  I can’t begin to fathom that I did that.  Ha!  It almost makes me blush just thinking about it. 

But…sometimes I feel the cheerleader in me begin to creep out and when that happens I just can’t help myself.  I guess it’s just part of who I am.  (The cheering, clapping, jumping and smiling part….not the short skirts and bows in my hair part.  Just in case you needed clarification.)

 

Now is one of those times.  I’m a cheerleader for Heath and I don’t care who knows it!  🙂  

Do you realize Heath’s matching grant and giveaway was announced on Friday and since then almost $2,000 has been raised?  What in the world????  I am amazed!!!  I am excited!!!!  I am cheering!!!! 

We are only $3,020 away from meeting Heath’s matching grant goal and then he will be considered fully funded.  That means a family can commit to adopting him and not be held back by finances at all. 

This Saturday, September 15th is Heath’s day.  There are Heath-Lovers all over the country doing fundraisers for him on Saturday.  We are some of those people.  We’re having a car wash!  

Do you think the $3,020 can be raised this weekend?  Do you??  

I do!!!  Get out the poms!  

 I’ll be cheering all the way with a big smile plastered on my face….cause I just can’t help myself.

Yeah…I’d show you a picture of my cheering days, but I don’t have a scanner.  Darn.  Ha.