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I need some help from my blogging buddies if'n you don't mind. Here's the deal:

One of my dearest friends, Georgia, has a son in 5th grade (excuse me while I take a moment to reflect on him as a newborn and him taking his first steps and crying because I feel old. Ok, moving on.) That's him up there with their kitties. His class is doing a project where they are collecting postcards from all over the United States. He knows that I know a lot of people and asked me to help him out. How can I say no to my favorite kid that I didn't give birth to? That's right, you just can't. If you would like to help out, please email me and let me know. All you would need to do is fill out this little form I have with a couple things about where you live and then, if you could, pick out an awesome postcard and send it to him at his school (I have that info as well). This project is something the whole class is working on but me being the person that I am, ha!, I want Zach to get a card from every single state. So I need some help people. Not that kind of help, though there are days where it would come in handy. Wanna help Zach out? You would forever rock in my world! He's a great kid and I love to do stuff for him whenever I can. It's so weird, I think I'm more excited about this thing than he is. I'm just a freak I suppose. Email me or leave a comment for the info. Thanks Everyone!!!!

Comments

J in Ric said…
hey there... came through on the randomizer and thought i'd say hi. I'm in richmond, va and i'll send your little buddy a card from here if you want. cool project, i always love this kind of stuff.

my email is jorge.salgado at gmail dot com
I think I sent an e-mail too, but I have short term memory loss. Send me his address and I'll hook him up on something from DC.

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