Day 10: Your Choice

So, I've been getting some flack from some folks who've let me know that this whole 10-Day thing needs to be done in 10 days. My lovely cousin informed me earlier today that it doesn't count to send out day 10 on day 14! Well, as much as it pains me to say this, she may be right....(Paula, don't let this go to your head.)

Well, in my defense, I've been waiting to hear back from the Atlanta organizers. See, I had this BRILLIANT idea for the original day 10. I was going to auction off votes for what my talent could be during evening festivites in camp. (In case you don't know, I'll be camping during the 3 day and there are supposed to be all these things going on.) I had heard that there would be a stage. That brought to mind all sorts of potentially humiliating things. Like....

• interpretive dance (for you, Dianne and Fraser)


• free verse poetry reading (for you, Kelly)


• Karoke to '80s standards (for you, Kate and Jenny)


• etc., etc., etc.

I even knew what I was going to entitle this email: Dancing Queen. I was going to use the picture at right for my facebook page. (I look HOT, don't I?) It was, quite simply, going to be awesome.

Well, I'm going on a week here without hearing back, so I'm assuming that it probably won't work out. (Or that they think I'm a drunk dialer who needs a life.) This is significantly lower brow than intended, but today's incentive is YOUR CHOICE.

It's all up to you guys today. Would you like me to skip for 5 minutes every hour? It's up to you! Would you like me to propose marriage to one of the other walkers? I'd do it for you! Would you like me to do jello shots the last day (Jenny)? Your choice! In other words, whatever you want me to do, for whatever you want to pay, I'll do it.

I'm almost to my donation threshold. I can't tell you how humbling and energizing this whole process has been. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Now it's all up to you.