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A few days ago bear and I were walking out to my car in the parking garage of my apartment complex. Bear was busy rambling on about where we were going to go eat, because that's typically where his head is at 50% of the time, I'm sure you can guess where it is the other 50% of the time. (If you guessed Fantasy Football, you're right.) While he's pleading for a trip to Olive Garden for soup and salad, I came across a homeless dollar laying on the floor.
Jackpot.
No one was around to claim it, even better. "I can now buy a half of a PBR", was the first thought that came to mind, then I tossed the homeless dollar in my purse and off to dinner we went.
Two days later I, sort of, forgot about the dollar until I was walking by this man that I always see in his wheelchair around my building at work. He's known around Downtown Orlando as a staple, pretty much, and he uses the money he makes to support his family and not to get fucked up like the majority of the rest of them who panhandle in the area. Who, may I add, typically scare the shit out of me by screaming at imaginary people in the middle of the road.
This man is different though, this man offers you a soda or a bottle of water when you donate money to him. He's the kind of person who makes me wish I had a lot more money in my bank account so I could easily throw $50 in his bucket and not think twice about it. Unfortunately, I'm not capable of such a donation at this point in my life, so I handed him that dollar I found, plus two more I had, and the smile that ran across his face just about caused me to breakdown and cry right there, in the middle of Downtown Orlando.
Clearly I'm still a bit unstable with my emotions.
Either way, he made my week with that smile and it inspired me to do a little more giving this holiday season. While I'd love to be able to be Ellen status and give away 12 days worth of things I love here, I'm not ballin' like that, so I'm not going to be able to do quite that much for you all. Plus, I hear you're not supposed to ship things like wine and Fireball, and there's only a few of you who live close enough to win a hug from me, or multiple soggy kisses from Ella, so none of that is going to work either.
Soooo, what I've decided to do is give two of this month's IWYP By: Whitney Ellen shirts away to two lucky people. (and don't worry if you've already paid for yours, we will work something out if you end up being one of the lucky ones.) Winners will be picked and contacted next Thursday. And yes, this is open to international ladies, too.
I'm only putting a Rafflecopter here right now because it will save me time, but I'm going to do my best not to make you jump through a million hoops because, real talk right now, I loathe entering giveaways. So, let's make this as painless as possible and good luck!
See you tomorrow for #backthatazzup!
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