Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Progress

Two and a half weeks following my first fundraising attempt and still going strong! Event number one, launch complete with $250 raised. Second event underway with flyer created, for drink auction happening also at Jet. The list which is getting longer follows:



* Call Rebecca from event planning

* Go to Bank to see about opening a Redemption Climb account

* Make donation boxes

* Buy ingredients for candy bars

* Wait for responses from-

  • Royal Palms
  • Cayman Distributors
  • LIME
  • Cancer Society
  • Kirk's

I am also working on the biggest event that I will be having this summer. July 5th, an ultimate frisbee tournament!

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Rally


How much fake hair would you assume it would take to throw a really rocking time? Well, in my oppinion, with past experience, I don't think there could ever be enough. In fact, today I found a multiselection afro stock especially for the Wig Out tomorrow!! The picture above, my mom & I both wearing excessive wigs. . . .
It has been a while since I've had a list. . . here it goes...
  • Create email/contact info sheets



  • Pick up wigs



  • Call the radio stations



  • Schedule meeting with Mark for summer/July event @ Royal Palms



  • Make for sure themes for all other 2nd Wednesday parties



  • Work on calendar with other events @ other venues



  • Confirm contacts on entertainment for those dates



  • Upload contacts into new phone (Ugh!)



  • Run



  • Confirm label design for candy bars with all ingredients/info



  • Make candy bars- Sample & Sell to certain sponsor locations

Stay focussed, keep the target, rally on.




Thursday, May 6, 2010

The Cure


Coming from a colorful yet ordinary place such as Wisconsin, I grew up thinking ordinary at times. For instance the cure for cancer I one time, at the ripe age of nine, was fully convinced it was Carmex. Something so simple, practical, yet not everybody uses it. Just think of the name "Carmex," it really rings my ears, or pulls on my imagination at least ... See where it takes yours.

Another prime example entailing a way I've plotted towards the cure is by listening to the actual band named "The Cure." Now isn't that practical? Ok, ok, not so much, I understand where the impracticalities come in ... nonsense wise. . . I get it. However, wouldn't you think that because there are these "things" (for lack of a better word, perhaps ideas?) That people would just immerse themselves in them instead of radiation, or perhaps together with radiation? Do they? People radiate in different ways, they use different things, listen to varieties of music after all... Don't they?

When I was encouraged to read the blog that was written by my mom's and my dear friend Chris she was fully positive, on the way to recovery... I still check it to see if there's an update. She is at peace now. Floating around in heaven, wrapped up deep in my thoughts for a cure involving Carmex, The Cure, and dairy air.

I'll get to the dairy air idea in a minute.

Ok, so take my grandma for example. She was a smoker for her entire life. Never really missed a day, only when she was really feeling vivacious would she say she quit and then sneak them back in her life just to feel like herself again. At a very young age I would find, throw away, and break her cigarettes... So, help me I did. She would curse, and what have you. I would hand her Carmex, and tell her how much I preferred to breathe dairy air over her cigarette smoke. She laughed, content with my response and didn't smoke for the next five minutes.

When my grandmother was in the hospital she was not a cancer patient. We were aware that she had serious health issues when it came to certain things, I always speculated it was cancer and the doctors just didn't know it. Anyway, she had been admitted for a freak brain aneurysm. I was fully convinced that it had something to do with the cigarettes, insisting she get a nicotine patch put on to help her recover, because she couldn't smoke, and turns out her condition did get better when they did give her one. I thought that if she could just wake up to smoke one cigarette she would essentially get better, cussing at me saying I shouldn't ever smoke either... Which that year I had made it my resolution to start which had been proven unsuccessful thankfully. (Another blog, another time)

Back to the dairy air comment, what if everyone has there own "form" of dairy air. What if some people just misplace their's? Then their body creates something such as cancer, instead of what it was using to combat what it creates to deminish in the first place, such as age. Freeze. Go back. If everyone has there own scent, whether it be dairy air, b.o, fart, whatever... the minute they go into a hospital for radiation treatment it's weakened. Woah. I'm thinking really far out here, but ok. Maybe it could be something. Smell. It's the only scense that is left uncovered. In my oppinion probably the deadliest. Carmex smells, kinda icky actually. Hmm.... I'm going to need to sleep on this still.

Those are my three ideas for the cure to cancer, whether they could actually be proven effective that is unominously elite. Some things just can't be explained easily. Ignore what I did say, what I didn't say, and if it bothers you just know that what I'm trying to say is cancer really bothers me. I know for a fact that there just are not the major health causes as professionals may say, cancer comes from more than just the common substance or exposure. It's something more, it's horrifically challenging to try and wrap my mind around it. It haunts me, taunting me for an easy answer.

As for Wig Out updates, so far so good! Positive feedback from everyone invited so far, hoping for a good turn out!

Monday, May 3, 2010

Launch!

This month will be the launch of my Redemption Climb "campaign" for the Cayman Cancer Society. The first event is scheduled for May 12, at Jet Nightclub to be a Wig Out party. I have suffered a major set back as my telephone has gone missing this weekend. This will make contacting people quite difficult, however I put full power in facebook invitations; while socially networking in person to get people's interest going on about this event!

Hopefully my phone will turn up in the process!

Further more I have done more extensive reading about where I will be going, and what I will be doing. I have called about vaccinations, and determined that I will be going next week for them just before the launch party. EEK! SHOTS! (not the beverage kind either) Some of them take a few months to become effective, so that's why I'm planning to get ahead of the agenda.

Another odd, freaky thing that I've read about Tanzania is that they have a fly called the sleeping fly (tsetse fly). It will bite you, you won't really notice anything for a couple of weeks until you become frightfully tired and have death symptoms. AHH... Someone say pack a fly swatter!! (check)


Group pictured here... navy seals swim die hard cayman athletes (lol;)
The lack there of blogging has come to a halt, I will be regularly updating come following the first event. I have actively been participating in other events here and there. I participated in the sea swim with a marginal better time than I had anticipated with a goal of 30 min I finished in 19min. There is another one coming up this weekend I will be doing as well!



My jump rope has been put to good use. I jumped in the Batabanoo carnival this past weekend which lived true to last year, as one of the most spectacular experiences street dancing like a gypsy hooligan, like no other. I find that remaining active with other benefits will help me keep things in proper perspective that there is not just one cause in the world, but many. I find myself overly enthusiastic when it comes to supporting good causes, and positive movements towards a better future.

A dear friend to my family passed away last week on the very day of my grandmother's two year anniversary from passing! How eerie, right?! In speaking to my mom who has just over come something so oppressive, she was real jolted by the fact that her friend did not do the same. Although it was a completely different type of cancer, it's still the same feeling inside I suppose. Death, weakness, soul torture. The inevitability that all people, whom you have loved, will see you suffer the utmost amount of pain before you go. That is what is worth climbing for.

Reaching towards something you may not think you will survive, but sharing it w
ith others to show them that you can because it's possible- they have. In the end Chris has survived after putting up a wicked fight, she was a really strong woman. I knew her family well, I babysat for her two sons, Mitch and Ross, who are now just coming through high school and one in college. It fathoms me to think that they have grown so big already, but that they have so much life ahead of them that now their mom will see from heaven. I'm a firm believer that our loved one's survive within us. My grandmother, our dear friend Chris, every loved one that has ever touched any particular life for that matter now sustains an iron will towards living.