Monthly Archives: March 2014

Let’s Bubble America!

I have a brilliant, hilarious, wonderful amazingly kind hearted, incredibly selfless friend name Maggie.

I completely and absolutely stole this image from the Let's Bubble America! Contest. I don't deserve any credit for the sheer beauty she's shining. That all goes to the Chicago Ad Agency. High five ad agency. You captured all of her awesome!

I completely and absolutely stole this image from the Let’s Bubble America! Contest. I don’t deserve any credit for the sheer beauty she’s shining. That all goes to the Chicago Ad Agency. High five ad agency. You captured all of her awesome!

A few weeks ago, I received this email from her that had me both 100% impressed… and 100% in stiches. After debating about posting the whole thing for a little bit, I’ve decided I’m not even going to bother attempting to summarize it, but let you read it: 1) because this way you can see all of the sheer awesomeness that I’m referring to and b) I think you’ll be able to appreciate why Maggie’s my BFF immediately:

Subject Line: Scrubbing Bubbles and Maggie

Body of Email: So.  I think I have the best and most random story ever to share with you today.

It is about Scrubbing Bubbles.

And I know what you’re thinking: “what do you mean a story about Scrubbing Bubbles?”  Well, my friend…it is an awesome story.  Very few people would appreciate it as much as you!

So back in October, I saw that Scrubbing Bubbles was asking for nominations for an upcoming promotion called LET’S BUBBLE AMERICA.  They were looking for non-profit organizations that were in need of a DEEP CLEAN from Scrubbing Bubbles.  I got to thinking about it and realized that The Gathering Place (the soup kitchen in LNK at 14th and E…I’m guessing you know about it and/or have volunteered there) would definitely qualify as a non-profit in need of a deep clean.  TGP is in an old home built in 1900, just south of the governor’s mansion.  It is huge and old and, well, not super clean.  So, I filled out an application/nomination for TGP, uploaded a photo, included a few paragraphs about how awesome TGP is, and moved on with my life.

Literally, forgot I even did this.

Until Wednesday when my phone rang.  It was Ogilvy, an ad agency out of Chicago who handles Scrubbing Bubbles for SC Johnson.  After confirming my identity, the woman proceeded to tell me that out of the 700+ nominations they received, they had decided TGP was one of the top 9 finalists for LET’S BUBBLE AMERICA!  LOL  The winner will be decided by nationwide vote (March 15-April 15).  She then proceeded to say that Ogilvy will be sending a representative to LNK next week (Wedn) to (1) interview me; (2) interview the director of TGP; and (3) take video footage that will eventually turn into a 30 second video for TGP.  Each finalist will have a 30 second video on the voting page.

AND THEN it got funnier.

The lady told me that she needed to do a criminal background check on me.  And I was like “why?”  And she said: “Well, because the top 3 finalists will interact with our celebrity spokeswomen.”


The top three vote getters (nominator and nominee…so me and the director of TGP, if we are top 3) will go on THE QUEEN LATIFAH SHOW with QUEEN LATIFAH and TIA AND TAMARA MOWRY (Sister Sister girls…however you spell their last name).  LOL.  LOL.  LOL.
THIS IS REAL.  I might meet Sister Sister and the Queen. 
The grand prize is a clean (services and products) valued at $10,000!!!!!  The Gathering Place director is seriously freaking out.  And so am I!!!!
Isn’t this the funniest thing you’ve ever heard!?!?!??!?!?!?!?

And here’s the thing. It was pretty stinking funny. But it’s also one of the most awesome things that I’ve ever heard. I LOVE Maggie for taking a moment when she thinks “this would be great for them” to actually submit them, to share part of her story and to share the story of an incredible organization that does so much for the community. What’s this place that she so loves you may ask? Great question! The Gathering Place is a soup kitchen in Lincoln that serves over 30,000 meals every year to one of the towns low income neighborhoods. And they are in an old building and they rely almost solely on volunteer help, and that just means that a $10,000 deep clean would really go a LONG way for this great place.

I’m sure you’re thinking “sure Betsy, but you’re just biased because she’s your best friend and you’re just secretly writing this because you want her to win and take you to meet Sister Sister.”

Wrong. I’m not biased (but you’re maybe 56% right about the Sister Sister thing) about Maggie being awesome. And I know that because Cindy Lange-Kubick wrote an article about the whole thing here.

So I’m hoping this inspires you to do two things:

1) Take a moment and GO VOTE! You can vote if you want. Heck, you could set a reoccurring appointment on your calendar and just do it every day really quickly before you leave work. Or while you’re making dinner. Or eating breakfast at the breakfast table. OR you can just vote once if this is the only time you think about it. But I’d sure appreciate if you took 5 seconds out of your day to click that link and vote real quick like. Maggie would appreciate it too. And so would The Gathering Place. Basically what I’m saying here is, that five seconds of your life would mean a whole lot to at least two people and one very cool place.

2) The next time you have a moment for a random act of kindness, do it. It may be one quick moment out of your busy life, but it could mean incredible rewards for someone (or something!) else. A deep clean for this place? That affects 30,000 meals being served next year. That’s just completely overwhelming to think about. And worth every second on the front end out of your packed day.

And as an added bonus kids, remember, one small act of kindness could lead you to meeting Queen Latifah. Which, is basically the best random payoff… like ever.

Happy voting!

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Jear Bear

We all know that I’m the most inconsistent blogger of all times. Which makes for a back log of excellent cooking successes (okay, and failures too!) and other humorous stories from my life that I’m just dying to share with you, but don’t really make the cut of ‘things to do in my day before I climb into bed.’

And then every once and awhile something happens and I think “no, this is worth dropping everything on my massive to-do list just to respond to this because it’s HILARIOUS.”

Great news people, that is exactly what has happened with Jear Bear.

NO, I don’t have some sort of new pet name for The Boy. But I DO have a new stuffed teddy bear FROM the boy.

Oh, I hope you all just took a deep intake of breath there. I wouldn’t blame you. A stuffed teddy bear? Aren’t you like 29 now? Are we not past that gross ‘I’m giving this girl a teddy bear so that she can cuddle with it and love it just like I love her’ phase?

Answer: Yes. Yes we are.

(Sidenote: If you are a 29 year old girl reading this and you like getting teddy bears. Then I’m really sorry. I’m mean. I’m cruel. I have no heart. Also, next time try asking for jewelry, seriously, its way more fun.)

So, imagine my surprise when for my birthday (reminder: my favorite day of the year) I get called to the front desk to pick up my beautiful tulips… and a very fluffy teddy bear… covered in loud obnoxious saran wrap. You know, the kind where you think “oh, I’ll just quietly smuggle this into my cube” but you can’t because it just is screaming at people every time you make the slightest move, just alerting them to the very fact that someone gave you something and everyone within walking distance to your cube should run over immediately and publicly question you about your new lovely teddy bear.

Yeah, that was a run on sentence. I know, I’m not even sorry because that’s exactly how I would have voiced this story out loud at you.

ANYWHO, here’s where the dilemma began. On one hand, I’m so exited! The Boy sent me tulips! It’s love! He cares! THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER.

On the other hand, a teddy bear? It’s seriously a teddy bear? Do I look like the hopeless romantic type that likes teddy bears? Does my boyfriend even know me at all?

What do you do? Do you say something? Do you causally bring it up in conversation? Or do you just keep it to yourself because you’re so lucky that you have a boy that sends you tulips?

Well, you all know me, and knowing me means you just know I brought it up.

Which I did. I’d like to think gently. And here’s what I found out: The bear came with the tulips and was supposed to be the size of a beanie baby, just a small little add-on that no one would notice.

Left Hand Side: What I now own. Right Hand Side: What the Internet said I would own.

Left Hand Side: What I now own. Right Hand Side: What the Internet said I would own.

Now that’s funny. I’d like to thank you internet for unexpectedly upgrading me to something much larger than you promised. High five floral shop. Way to go. Also, WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?!?

And sure, that’s sort of funny, but even more funny is what happened when I left later that day:

Buckle up new little best friend.

Buckle up new little best friend.

Here’s the situation. I go to climb in my car to leave. Bear in hand. And I think “Oh I should totally buckle him and send a picture to The Boy.” And then I was giggling so hard as it was happening that I thought “I should post this on Instagram because the world needs to know how funny I am this is.” And while posting, I was like, this guy obviously needs a hashtag of his own…

And so began: #adventureswithjearbear

This means:

  1. My new little friend has a name.
  2. I call him my new little friend (Yes, I appreciate that’s a serious change within the span of the afternoon. I’m a girl. We’re crazy. Back off.).
  3. I find it hilarious to bring him in public and to take pictures and post them.

Yeah, true story. So recently, you may have seen Jear Bear:

Wearing an ironic beard at Hipster themed Young Life Club.

Wearing an ironic beard at Hipster themed Young Life Club.

There were freshman boys just holding him at club. Just because he was there. It was adorable. Also, hilarious. Also, he made it into the skit. Jear Bear = Famous.

Eating Tacos at Taco Tuesday!

Eating Tacos at Taco Tuesday!

Don’t worry, he was using a fork and wearing a napkin to make sure he didn’t get dirty.

And tonight, Jear Bear will be rock climbing.

No. I don’t know how that will work.

Yes. I think it’s hilarious.

And all of this because The Boy was thoughtful enough to send a stuffed teddy bear. Which, my reaction to said bear has potentially created a new ‘thing’ we have. Please Good Lord, do not let me receive a stuffed animal as a present ever year. Even if it’s ironic. Because I don’t really think it’s romantic. Just hilarious.

Here’s to you Jear Bear (again, only the name of the teddy bear, I repeat, this is not a pet name for The Boy). Can’t wait to see what adventures lie in store…


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