Do you remember when First Lady Betty Ford revealed she had breast cancer and was having a mastectomy as part of her treatment? It was 1978, and, back then, the topic of breast cancer was almost taboo. People found it uncomfortable to discuss, not to mention advocate for a cure. Thankfully, times have changed.
Through the support provided by the Susan G. Komen organization and others, breast cancer awareness, research and cure rates have skyrocketed. Our fundraiser, Think Pink, was held to benefit Susan. G. Komen for the Cure. Below are highlights that should give you a sense of the fun we had last Friday night.
The pumpkin topiaries welcomed our guests that evening. We draped the Zinger Fit fitness studio in pink burlap and spray-painted pink anything that stood still.
Even the stair rails to the second level received the pink treatment. Our vendors set up their beautiful wares upstairs and down, and we readied the check-in table for our guests with a display of our vendors’ amazing door prizes.
As the guests arrived and the line at one point was 3-deep, I worried no longer that we would meet a self-imposed goal of $2500.
We made sure that everyone was greeted with a glass of PINK champagne.
Our junior posse members passed the food,
and pretty soon the place was abuzz with laughter and music. Zinger Fit did not seem the place I endured ab crunches and push-ups earlier that day!
None of this could have been possible without the Zinger Fit facility and its gracious owner and my fitness goddess, Kelly Kinzinger, shown in the center (long blonde hair, back to us) of the only photo we have of her, below.
If you live in RVA and want an awesome exercise experience, I suggest you contact Kelly asap. I can’t promise you’ll look like her, but I can say with confidence that you will feel terrific after every single workout!
A new event like this doesn’t happen without a few snafus, and we were sailing through snag-free until late Thursday afternoon. As I was about to leave to pick up Andi Counts (the instigator of this fundraiser, life-long friend and designer of our Gracious Posse logo who is standing to the left of me below) from the airport,
Alison calls, and with a shaky voice says, “I’ve sliced my thumb. I’m on the way to Patient First.” For a few hours we thought she might need surgery to stop the bleeding, but thankfully her talented hand surgeon (my brother-in-law) was able to control it. That was a huge relief, but then we wondered how to finish this massive party prep with only Alison’s left hand? You guessed it: the posse sprang into action. They rearranged their day previously filled with tennis matches, work responsibilities and meetings and came to Alison’s home to finish the food preparation and delivery. That’s what a posse (dNz, jBr, rBr, mFn, aMl) does.
Before I retire my pink pen, I must thank
• Kelly Kinzinger and Zinger Fit for opening her studio free of charge to make this event even possible
• our vendors for agreeing to participate in an unknown and unproven event: Barb Yorgen, Becky Jessee, Dana Gibson, Huger Embroidery, Jeanette McKittrick, Lori Daniel Rowland, One Thing At A Time, Stella and Dot, Stephanie Ruffin, Sunny Goode and The Classic Baby
• our husbands who served as bartenders and donated the refreshments
• those of you who could not attend but sent a donation anyway, totaling $1200
• all of you who attended; our door contributions were $2800!
It’s not too late to donate . . . . I can’t resist one last nudge!
October 30, 2013