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Are you there, NyQuil? It’s me, June.

Fetching See? He really DOES fetch. And I just swept that floor yesterday afternoon. Geez.


Spitty Henry spit mouse for mom.


I think I’m getting a cold again, which I realize I said a few weeks ago and it never transpired. So maybe it’s another phantom cold. Let’s hope so. I have to begin with the Christmas celebrations.


I think I am gonna wrap up my statistics book today, and I’d like to point out I am a day ahead of my deadline. Heart self. But I am nervous because I have no work lined up once I am done. Eeek.


You need that family newsletter proofread?


Anyway, once I’m done with that book I will commence the Christmas card extravaganza. I think I asked you all this last year, but if you send Christmas cards, how many do you send out? Because my numbers are gettin’ ridiculous. And every year I buy my cards half off on the day after Christmas and do you think I could find mine this year? Oh, I was irritated with my own self.


Finally, as I got all my decorations out, I realized our stockings and candles were nowhere to be found, so I headed back up to the attic and sure enough, way in the back by what I assumed was an abandoned nest of voles was a box marked “Stockings, candles, and Christmas cards.” Right then I knew.


Cause nothing gets past me.


And speaking of Christmas, my faithful readers are already beginning their good deeds! One person paid $15 toward the gas of someone she saw in an old car with lots of kids. Another person gave a homeless man some money and his equally homeless dog a rawhide.


Why do dogs who belong to homeless people just stay put, with no leash? If Tallulah and I were homeless and she had no leash, all I’d see is the back of her blonde hind end as it left a trail of dust.


Anyway, read my comments from yesterday and the day before to see the good deeds people are doing. Eventually I will list them all, here.


Oh! And when I opened my photos to show fetching Sir Henry, I found this:


Why Apparently it’s time to make the donuts. Or something.

63 thoughts on “Are you there, NyQuil? It’s me, June.”

  1. We send out a picture of the kids–150 Christmas photo cards–every year. And I prune that list every. year. If you have not reciprocated since last year, you’re lifted right out.
    And I only send it to our family and out-of-town friends since/because our friends IN town see us once-to-multiple times a week. How much do my kids change from Thanksgiving to Christmas, really? They don’t need a picture of that!

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  2. I love the “The Dog Whisperer”; on an episode one night I heard him say that homeless people always have the most well-balanced dogs. Here’s his explanation:
    “Homeless people have the best dogs. They’re always moving around and exposing their dogs to different environments. Instinctively, dogs like to migrate, so these dogs are stimulated and happy. Farmers, hunters, and disabled people who rely on their dogs also have this dynamic. In each of these cases, the dog is given a job to do, completes it, and then is rewarded. These four groups of people have happier, healthier dogs than any lawyer, architect, or movie star. “Domesticated” means dogs won’t hunt for food, but it doesn’t mean they won’t work for it. It’s natural for them to work. If you have a dog that pulls on the leash, try putting a backpack on him and letting him carry water. You’ll see his head go up with pride because he has a job.”

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  3. Yay Dawn! ๐Ÿ™‚ I heart you! And I’m feeling a little shameful because I have nothing yet to report. I’ve spent the past few days disciplining 14-year-old boys who don’t know when enough is enough.
    Anyway, I will focus this weekend on my RAK! I will meet your standard and do 3 as well (so we’ll match)!

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  4. The hair net isn’t as pretty as the bra you tied on your head at the Steinhouse when we were dancing in 1992..(or maybe it was ’91…or ’93)

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  5. Ok, so in hindsight, I realize I may have over reacted just SLIGHTLY…(insert sarcasm).
    Steve, I am sorry I blew my stack. I am woman…hear me roar. I am also very PMS-y. Be glad you aren’t my hubby! Please forgive me for going on and on and on and on and on. My point could have been made without the tongue lashing you recieved.
    Steve’s wife, I also apologize to you. I am sorry for whipping your hubby. If someone were to do that to my hubby on a blog, I’d probably be pretty ticked. Steve is a great guy and unfortunately he got the brunt of my horrid PMS (also known to my doctor as PMDD) And that was TMI! ๐Ÿ˜‰
    My sister is my BABY sister and without going into the long boring details of our childhood…for a long time I felt like her Mama so when her feelings are hurt, I come out like a Mama Bear protecting her Cub.
    June , I am so sorry for tainting your blog. Please forgive me.
    Now, could I at least get a shout out for coming to my sister’s defense despite being a teeny weeny blown out of proportion?

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  6. Okay, there was no mention at all in this post of how talking to Nyquil helped you sort out getting your period or coping with peer pressure. What gives? Wait. I get it. Hair nets. Training bras. Totally makes sense now.

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  7. Hulk, I am really thinking hard on my RAK for you. It must be really good because I can tell that you are a IAK (Intentional acts of kindness) kind of guy.

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  8. Oh Steve and Jan, I want to hug you both…we’ve all been there with the comments that are taken out of context. I’m sure you both feel awful and, really, it’s going to be okay. As the Furry Godmother said, we’re all friends here.

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  9. Hi Ashley, Dawn checking in on RAOK thing. I did three of them yesterday actually.
    First, I didn’t knock out the teeth of a I be acting the fool guy who threatened to sue me for sending him junk mail papers at his house of residence, raising his voice louder every time he told me this (in total six times) just because he had an audience. Instead, I calmly told him I was sorry he didn’t like the court orders he received, to have a nice day, please move along, gave him a smile, and didn’t call security on him after he called me a few other choice words. Ahh, the holidays. They do bring out the best in people.
    Secondly, I borrowed an idea from one of June’s friends and fed the expired meters when I had to make a trip to another courthouse yesterday. This was fun and I’m going to do this again the next time I have to go down there just because I enjoyed it that much. Yes, call me crazy. Maybe it’s the Topamax?
    And last but not least, when I was going through the line at McDonald’s getting my Filet of MmmmDelish Fish, I paid for the next person in line behind me.
    RAOK Rule as does June

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  10. Steve,
    I got to the B and N on State St. one hour and five minutes after the lady received the card. I told the lady who I was and she screamed “I DON’T CARE!!!” and told me she had “used the card already” and when I started to well up she screamed again “I DON’T CARE!!!”
    OK… really, I was a trifle sad but it had to do with other things as well, that was just the whip cream on top of my Peppermint Mocha today. My sister is a wonderful sister who will randomly cut strangers from blogs when they have hurt my feelings. Most of her ranting was also in jest, of course all of the wonderful, gracious things she told about me are TRUE, TRUE, TRUE (she forgot to mention how very humble I am)but it was what I like to call “funny serious”. She was serious, she was upset for me, but she was handling it in a funny way. At least to us. Another case of it getting lost in the translation. OH JEEZ!
    We are all friends again, I have cancelled the hit on Steve and Hulk is still married to his mom. All is right as pie.

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  11. Yes, I could use some help proofing my Christmas newsletter, thankyouverymuch for offering.
    Good deeds. HM. I’ll have to think on that one. I held the door for someone. Does that count? Teehee.
    Love the idea of paying for someone’s gas. I’m gonna go read those comments now.

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  12. I have actually been on the receiving end of someone’s RAoK at the Starbuck’s drive through.
    It was last summer, and the lady in front of me paid for my white mocha. I was soooo excited when the cashier told me. Totally made my day, and I had a smile on my face for the next few hours…

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  13. Hulk: you SLAY me!!! Put me on that mailing list, pronto.
    LisaPie: you set the generosity gold standard. You are good person indeed.
    Lee & Jan, Steve’s humorous rant was unfortunately totally taken out of context. I’m sorry you’re both having a tough day; we’ve all been there and things WILL get better.

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  14. D-lou for comment of the week!
    And kudos to Cosmo’s Dad for being such a boyscout.
    Lee, you remind me of my sister. She would have come to my defense with exactly the same vigor. Here’s to sisters! I’m sure Target Steve is feeling perfectly dreadful by now, so let’s all kiss and make up. (kissing only Hulk and Paula, no orgies fueled with hookers, blow and/or incest).

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  15. Okay, I did my real RAK. Misti, are you there to read? Here’s what I did (I actually did two things):
    1.) I picked up Chinese food for lunch for myself and two co-workers, and when I saw several other carry-out bags there for other customers, I paid for one of them. The Chinese joint employees were very confused.
    2.) I took the $10 my boss gave me to cover his Chinese food, gave it to the Salvation Army dude standing in front of the restaurant, and paid for my boss’s food myself.
    So that counts for two RAKs! Plus the poop.

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  16. Hey Sleeping Beauty, don’t you just hate the unexpected poop! or the double, the dog didn’t have two dinners. Good RAK, I picked up a RPP today (random pile of poop) that someone’s furball left on the sidewalk. Clean shoes are happy shoes.

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  17. Dearest Hulk- Could you JUST imagine your Christmas Letter this year?
    Dear friends and family- It’s been an exciting year for the Hulks! Guess what?! I got married this year…and so did MY MOM! Actually we married each other, silly how it happened, but we’ve decided to make the best of a bad situation. Other then the fact that I now need to buy two presents for her…one as my mom, and one for my wife…but wait and another one for Hulkettes grammy, and another for Hulkettes step-mommy…oh dang, this is costing me more then I thought…so it hasn’t been a great year, but on the good side my fan-base on June Gardensalads blog is way up!

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  18. I don’t know if I’m sending out any Christmas cards. I should. I have a zillion that I’ve bought at half price and are just sitting somewhere, waiting for me to address them. But I am full of lazy.

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  19. Hahahaha! I have ALWAYS wanted to send out a holiday blab letter like that, Hulk!
    For the record, I NEVER sent out the cards. That was all about the Terraplane. He’d start at Thanksgiving and ended on New Year’s. Way too much work for me.
    And Lee? Wow. Lighten up. We’re all friends here… It’s a safe happy place. ๐Ÿ˜€

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  20. Hahahaha! I have ALWAYS wanted to send out a holiday blab letter like that, Hulk!
    For the record, I NEVER sent out the cards. That was all about the Terraplane. He’d start at Thanksgiving and ended on New Year’s. Way too much work for me.
    And Lee? Wow. Lighten up. We’re all friends here… It’s a safe happy place. ๐Ÿ˜€

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  21. Hahahaha! I have ALWAYS wanted to send out a holiday blab letter like that, Hulk!
    For the record, I NEVER sent out the cards. That was all about the Terraplane. He’d start at Thanksgiving and ended on New Year’s. Way too much work for me.
    And Lee? Wow. Lighten up. We’re all friends here… It’s a safe happy place. ๐Ÿ˜€

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  22. During Lent this year I cut back on my own food bill and used the savings to make little brown bags for all the homeless people I encounter, usually 2 or 3 a day. I put a bottle of water, a wet-nap, an apple or an orange, and a small bag of nuts or granola. Then I made little notes and tucked (like a fortune cookie thing) one in each with a positive message on it.
    All the recipients seemed really happy with them. So I am thinking of doing the same thing for the month of Dec. Any ideas on what might be a good item to put in them? I think this might be my RAoK.
    I found 2 boxes of Christmas cards stashed in the back of a closet so I am not buying any more, but will cut my list to the amount of cards I have. I usually put in a realistic Christmas letter, unlike the ones I receive that are from the most perfect over-achieving lying dastardly dogs ever. What is up with that? Seriously? None of these people ever have a bad year? All their kids always make the honor roll? Tell the truth! Quit trying to make the rest of us feel inferior for being normal.
    off the soapbox and back to work on either cards, gifts or decorating. : )

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  23. During Lent this year I cut back on my own food bill and used the savings to make little brown bags for all the homeless people I encounter, usually 2 or 3 a day. I put a bottle of water, a wet-nap, an apple or an orange, and a small bag of nuts or granola. Then I made little notes and tucked (like a fortune cookie thing) one in each with a positive message on it.
    All the recipients seemed really happy with them. So I am thinking of doing the same thing for the month of Dec. Any ideas on what might be a good item to put in them? I think this might be my RAoK.
    I found 2 boxes of Christmas cards stashed in the back of a closet so I am not buying any more, but will cut my list to the amount of cards I have. I usually put in a realistic Christmas letter, unlike the ones I receive that are from the most perfect over-achieving lying dastardly dogs ever. What is up with that? Seriously? None of these people ever have a bad year? All their kids always make the honor roll? Tell the truth! Quit trying to make the rest of us feel inferior for being normal.
    off the soapbox and back to work on either cards, gifts or decorating. : )

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  24. During Lent this year I cut back on my own food bill and used the savings to make little brown bags for all the homeless people I encounter, usually 2 or 3 a day. I put a bottle of water, a wet-nap, an apple or an orange, and a small bag of nuts or granola. Then I made little notes and tucked (like a fortune cookie thing) one in each with a positive message on it.
    All the recipients seemed really happy with them. So I am thinking of doing the same thing for the month of Dec. Any ideas on what might be a good item to put in them? I think this might be my RAoK.
    I found 2 boxes of Christmas cards stashed in the back of a closet so I am not buying any more, but will cut my list to the amount of cards I have. I usually put in a realistic Christmas letter, unlike the ones I receive that are from the most perfect over-achieving lying dastardly dogs ever. What is up with that? Seriously? None of these people ever have a bad year? All their kids always make the honor roll? Tell the truth! Quit trying to make the rest of us feel inferior for being normal.
    off the soapbox and back to work on either cards, gifts or decorating. : )

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  25. I always thought it would be funny to send out a fake family letter:
    “Our oldest Jake was denied parole again, but they were unable to make the drug possession charge stick due to an illegal search of his cell. Meanwhile, Julie, having survived her back-alley liposuction (always watching our pennies! :-)) was back on the streets in a few weeks, just in time for the Shriner’s Convention. Baby Max’ lip fungus has all but cleared up, and the Macy’s Santa has decided not to sue! My darling hubby had a bit of a job setback when they discovered the marijuana plants in the neighbor’s field, but the good news is they were unable to make any charges stick. And the big news is: I’M PREGNANT! And we are almost SURE we know who the father is this time! Looks like the food stamps will keep rolling in!”

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  26. See Junie-no good deed EVER goes unpunished! People, just chill………… I don’t think Steve was disrespecting the RAK of kindness, it might have just come out a little wrong ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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  27. Jan, I have relatives in Chicago (Woodridge), so I asked them to purchase a SBux giftcard and leave it for you at the corner of State St and Barnes and Noble. They left it with a lady who said she “will hold for you one hour!”
    I am off to the Target now.
    Is the title a Heathcliffe reference? If so, Beth will be signing it again for weeks. Thanks June!

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  28. Target Steve, I spend 5 years working at Gemco (Target’s predecessor) in the busiest department and the holiday season is the reason I will never work retail again.
    As for Christmas cards, I used to send them out but I don’t any more. I never plan ahead and by the time I think, “Hey I should send out cards this year!” it’s too late.
    I do look forward to the “Brag and Gag” family newsletters that show up at this time of year.

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  29. STEVE…
    Hi, I am Lee, Jan’s sister. I do not comment very often anymore, but I do lurk.
    I am at Jan’s house right now because I needed to bring over the money I owed her because she lent it to me last week when I was really broke and needed to get a few groceries. One of the many kind things my sister does for me daily.
    When I arrived, I found my sister teary eyed and sad. Why, STEVE? Because she did a random act of kindness yesterday….no she didn’t save the world or adopt an orphan….she paid for someone’s coffee and was judged for it.
    I believe the instructions were to do a RANDOM act of kindness for someone. Does it really matter if the woman behind my sister has a million dollars ot no dollars? Kindness is not given by my sister based on someone’s net worth. Whether you have money or don’t kindness is still kindness. Unfortunately, we live in a world in which people do not even look into one another’s eyes or say hello in passing. To have someone pay for your order annonymously is just kind. Not for their own glory, but for the pleasure they know it will bring the recipient. In this selfish society, how refreshing is this random act?
    You do not know my sister. You do not know the hours she puts in on a daily basis for her family. You do not know that she is raising 3 of the most beautiful, well behaved, joyful children I have ever had the pelasure of knowing. She satys at home during the day so that she is able to be there when they leave, and be there when they arrive home. She then prepares a delicious meal that she doesnt get to eat because she has to leave as soon as her husband arrives home to go work her night job. She ususally gets home from that at around 11:30 pm only to fold laundry, make lunches for the following day, clean the kitchen and whatever else she does until around 1am. Then she wakes up at 6:00am to start all over agaim WITHOUT COMPLAINT. She welcomes in neighbor kids who are flat out verbally and emotionally abused and gives them a nutricious snack, a fun place to play and a shoulder to lean on when the world seems to be against them. She relates to my 16 year old daughter in a way that is AMAZING and now my daughter’s friends find themselves loving her as if she were THEIR Aunt. YOU DON’T KNOW MY SISTER, STEVE, and if you did you would be better for it.
    She may not have helped at a homeless shelter or sponsored a family for CHristmas but EVERY SINGLE DAY my sister does kind things for nearly every person she encounters…whether she is tired, sick, or just not in the mood. She speaks kindly to service workers, elderly people, she complimetns people SINCERELY, opens doors for moms with babes in strollers, helps calm upset children when she can see their mama is getting tense and frustrated. She is a lover of babies, has a wicked sense of humor, never ask for a thing for herself and works circles around most people I know.
    There is no one kinder than my sister.
    Doing random acts and being judged for it kind of takes the fun out of it. I am leary of writing in my own for fear of the persecution I will face and she will not be putting any more of hers in either.
    I apologize to you, June, for having my rant here. I get my back up where my sister is concerned and if Steve were here face to face I’d have to cut him.
    Mery Christmas, one and all.

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  30. So. Does it count as a good deed if, when you’re walking the dog just before you leave for work and don’t have a dog poop bag because he just pooped ONE HOUR AGO and I…I mean someone… didn’t think he would poop again so quickly, and no one else saw the dog poop so you coulda just left the poop there…. If you go back home, come back with a poop bag and pick the poop up 15 minutes later, is that a “good deed”? Because I could do that one. Just sayin’.

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  31. Steve! You totally deserve a medal for surviving the blackest of Fridays and not killing one of those wackos. A.ma.zing. You are a stronger person than me, my friend. (Love the “Bleeech Friday” monicker! I may have to steal that one.)
    June, I’ll take an apple fritter and a maple bar with a small cup of french roast, please.

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  32. Steve! You totally deserve a medal for surviving those nutcases and the blackest of Fridays. A.ma.zing.
    June, I’ll take an apple fritter and a maple bar, please.

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  33. YAY!!! I get the title for a change. First I just want to say how much I heart the commenters on this blog. 2, I haven’t done my RAK yet because in order to do something for someone, you have to leave the house, and with this arctic weather blast we’re having here in CO, I’ve been a shut-in the last few days. But I’m leaving the house today and on the lookout for opportunities. Thanks for all the great ideas everybody. And third, I send out about 75 cards. I do the Costco Christmas photocard of my kids and write up a holiday letter. I know some people hate them, but I just love reading other people’s letters so send one myself too. My general rule is that if I see or communicate with this person regularly, they just get the card & letter, but the once-a-year Christmas card folk get a personal note too.

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  34. I have never done the Christmas card thing before, but last night at Borders I found 30% off cards with baby Tallulahs singing “Fa la la la la” on them, so I bought a pack (I’d have bought more but I only saw one). So I will be sending out 15 cards becasue that’s all the pack has in it. And possibly one homemade card that will probably be just an “I took this myself” picture of Kevin and me with “Merry Christmas” on the back in Sharpie, but that’s only if I don’t screw up an envelope so I have the extra one the pack gave me left over.
    Still finding my RAK for Jeanne … I’ve done little stuff like holding doors and elevators, but I do that normally so I don’t think it counts. Nor does the children’s book I donated last night when I bought my Tallulah cards, because I do that every year too.
    What I ought to do is stop posting 400 page comments in all the blogs I read. That would be an RAK to everyone on the internet.

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  35. I like the hairnet…did bring back memories from when I worked @ M&M Mars when I was in college. I have pushed those thoughts back to the dark part of my brain now.
    For Christmas cards Jim and I send out about 100 between the two of us (family, friends, and business contacts) But the best thing I do is a fake Christmas letter that I send to Jim’s grown daughters. They have not figured out that I only send it to them.

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  36. Oh Steve… at first I was a little taken aback at the barbs tossed my way… then I remembered that you are hard at work each and every day at the Target where I like to Christmas shop. I was just there yesterday, purchasing buy 2, get 1 free gift wrap. I heart Target. I also bought some gifts for two of my three children and my niece. Yes, Steve, at my house there is still a Santa Claus because my children are 11 (just turned 11 the Tuesday before Thanksgiving), 7 and 14 months.
    Also Steve, I NEVER go for the doorbusters. Never. Not ever. I love the crowds, the noise, the hustle and the bustle of the whole thing. I have a postitive fun-loving attitude about the whole thing and I never get angry over lines or snarky (ahem) people or anything. For example… at the outlet mall where I started shopping this year at TEN P.M., there were people standing in parking spots, holding them with their bodies. My sister, not Lee, my other sister, Patty, was in front of me and stopped to ask the woman what she was doing. This enraged the little woman who was “parked here ALREADY!!!” with her body. My sister told her she couldn’t park her body and asked her to move so my sister could park. The woman was screaming at my sister “I PARK HERE ALREADY!!! I PARK HERE ONE HOUR!!! I DON’T CARE!!!” Then she couldn’t to scream “I DON’T CARE” even as my sister told her she was “a lovely person” and to “have a Merry Christmas!”. I was giggling like a nut-job the entire time. IT WAS GREAT!!!
    Also… the Starbuck’s… I rarely treat myself to a cup of Starbuck’s. It is really one of my favorite treats. I had a rough morning getting my kids out the door yesterday and they very nearly missed the bus and the 7 year old left sobbing. I HATE mornings like yesterday. I was taking my 14 month old to get his hair cut and decided to drive through. I thought to myself “What if the person behind me had a rough morning? What if that person is dealing with some sadness today? What if that person has just lost a loved one and is feeling that loss while I am enjoying Christmastime? What if this just makes this person feel really, really good today and inspires her to do something kind for someone else? What if this person is like me and rarely goes to Starbuck’s and like me, usually only goes when someone has given them a gift card?” Those were the thoughts behind my RAK.
    Also? And I will be signing copies of this new book tonight at the Barnes and Noble in downtown Chicago at the store on State St. … I tend to do RAK everyday without considering them RAK (holding doors for people, allowing people in line in front of me, helping older people with their bags if they have a walker or impairment. So inspired by June’s idea, I am going out of my way to RAK that I wouldn’t normally do such as gifting someone behind me in the car at Starbuck’s.
    I’m done now… wow… sorry.

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  37. Due to the economic downturn (in my house), I will not be sending any cards this year. I’m thinking of a Christmas email. Tacky? Maybe. Cost-effective? You betcha. (No, I cannot see Russia from my house.)
    Even though I didn’t sign up to play, I am determined to do at least one RAoK.
    June, maybe I can get you a proofing job with the PTA at the small one’s school. I have a strong urge to send the PTA leader a reply email telling her that there is NO apostrophe in “Dad’s and Donuts.” Unless, of course, there is something called an “and Donuts,” and it belongs to one of the dads. Things like that make me want to hit someone. I think I need an intervention.

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  38. Kellyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~
    Still working on my RAOK, but for those looking to do something, here’s an idea. Today I purchased a bunch of shampoo, conditioner, soap, socks for a little girl, hard-cover books for a 1st grade girl, and a set of spelling/letter flash cards for a three-year-old. This is also NOT my random act, as this is something we do here at work where we adopt a family for the holidays. And therefore is not at all random.
    I don’t bring this up to gather props for myself or anything. Helping families with stuff like this may allow them to buy a gift for a child instead of having to save money for these household basics. Just an idea for those looking to help this Christmas.
    Oh, and a news item: Marv accepted me as a FB friend! I am GIDDY with delight. I cannot WAIT to post on his wall, “Dude, what is WITH your wife???”

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  39. I knew I had jumped the Christmas card shark when my number reached 350. In my defense, ’cause lord knows I need one here, the Furry G and I had our own photography business and I was using this as a shameless self-promotion, cleverly disguised as a holiday greeting. To make matters more time-intensive, I was writing a couple of sentences on each one to make it more personal and meaningful.
    I am happy to say that I have cut down to around 70, which seems a lot more manageable.
    And I am sure glad you cleaned the floor before committing photography. It would be a shame for you to be pulled over by the compulsive housecleaning police.

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  40. i can get away with buying one box of cards now. if you do not send me a card in 2 rotations you are out of the loop. sorry, but i’m codependent no more.
    steve – as for starbucks – can i just say, yes!?! we spent 4 months unemployed and sbux was a rare treat – not a regular habit. so if someone paid for my drink i’d be thanking them and Jesus for the nice gift.
    (oh june – linked ya baby)

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  41. Never mind on my blog, we just switched computers (RAK towards self) and I can’t log on to my own account. I am kinda a mo.
    Here’s a sample of the opposite of RAKs that happen when people shop.AT.CHRISTMAS.TIME:
    -complain that you want your $5 coffee replaced when you set it down, walk away for 45 minutes, and then come back to find it is gone
    -cause a rukus over the last sale tv, only to cause it to be damaged, and then ask us to substitute another tv since this one is damaged
    -sit in your car until the doors are about to open, run towards the front, and claim you were in the parking lot ahead of the people who have been standing in the cold for 3+ hours
    AND FINALLY:
    -get out of line to ask for a manager to complain that the lines are long, thus losing your place, thus making you mad, thus asking us to hold your door buster specials until tomorrow, BECAUSE YOU LEFT YOUR 3 AND 5 YEAR OLD KIDS AT HOME SLEEPING, and they may wake up soon.
    JAN, how old are your children?

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  42. The last 2 years, I have had good intentions, but I never gotten around to the cards. I’m determined this year. I have a family so large, it is scary. 150+ cards, overwhelming me at the thought of it. I am also in the midst of decorating and since my husband “reorganized” the attic, I’m missing tons of stuff. How bout my good deed is I won’t kill him in his sleep. Does that count?
    June, I’ve got some more proofing coming your way. I just need to scour the attic first and start on those ding-dang Christmas cards. Soon.

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  43. Does Talulah actually ride in the back of the car behind the dog rack thingy? My dogs never would. They expect to sit up front in the passenger seat like a person. I wonder what people think when they see me driving down the road with an 90lb canine passenger in my front seat.

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  44. As I read yesterday’s RAKs, I wondered how helping someone who could afford Starbucks was a good deed towards society. Then I realized that perhaps one act of kindness may spur another and so on. Let’s hope. If it works, bless you June for your idea and those of you who participate.
    In news not so Christian, Tiffaney “I think I’m alone now” asked the other day for Blecchh Friday happenings. I will post something on my blog shortly if you are interested.

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  45. I send out 100+ Christmas cards. It’s getting a little out of hand. I also have 36 people to buy for this year. 36 PEOPLE! Our family is WAY too big!

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  46. Emily Post, or Heloise or Ann Landers or Dr. Ruth…anywho, one of them advice mavens said that you don’t need to send a card to anyone that you will see in the holiday season and are able to wish them Merry Christmas in person. So…does that help with your list?

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  47. we send out ~80 cards a year. every year i think that’s a ridiculous number and challenge myself to cut it down. then i look over the list and discover that the holidays are the one time of year when i send cards to special people like, say, the rescue lady from whom we adopted our kittens (now cats), and our dead elderly neighbor’s brother so he knows we haven’t forgotten his beloved. apparently, half our list is made up of relatives and every-day friends, the other half are people whom i feel need to be reminded that we’re thankful for their good deeds and good hearts. ๐Ÿ™‚ maybe i could count my very special christmas-carding as my good deed since i never signed up on your list?!

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