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Angels of the Children and Families, Inc: a Review

Over two years ago, I did some volunteer work for Angels of the Children and Families, Inc., and it didn’t end well. I wrote a review of the organization on VolunteerMatch, and after two years, the review has been removed for violation of their terms of use and community guidelines.

Strange how that took so long.

Well, here it is:

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Beach, With (Body) Mods

We took our second trip to Pawleys Island on our anniversary weekend. Notice the lack of links to that first trip? That’s because 1) I didn’t take my camera, and 2) I was hiding from the world after my wedding.

I forgot the good camera again this time, although given the way sand managed to insinuate itself everywhere, I’d’ve been afraid to unseal the carrying bag.

A beached jellyfish and resident crab at Pawleys Island.
I think the jellyfish was sad.

After roasting wonderfully on the beach, we spent time wandering around Brookgreen Gardens–again, our second visit. Last year, I was much more acutely into gardening (living in my last apartment wasn’t encouraging, but my garlic and my green onion lived on until this summer). This year, I had a horribly sore neck and it was about 105 degrees outside, so I was mostly trying not to take a jarring step.

That said, Greg and I were once-again awed by the live oaks with spanish moss. Awed enough that an idea began to set in when I returned to Charlotte.

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Rawr, I’m a Warrior

My 2012 Warrior Dash medalI don’t really feel like a warrior. I mostly just feel a little beat up.

The Warrior Dash was terrible. It hurt, it was embarrassing, it was gross, it was filthy, and it was wet.

I think this is where I’m supposed to swoon and say I’d do it again in a heartbeat.

Screw that. Maybe in a year, once I’ve properly trained up and can do 25 weighted pull ups with only my bad arm, but going in after a month of not training was 10 kinds of shenanigans.

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