Do you wear red on Fridays? I have, without fail, since the Support Our Troops campaign started. My red shirt has a yellow ribbon embroidered on it. That does not mean I support the war. It means I support the troops. I gave birth to one, I married one, and am a sister to two.

A blogging buddy, Lotus, has been forced to move because of mold in her present home. It has caught her unprepared for moving expenses, and there is a campaign on the interweb to help her out. Behold her glorious rack! And click!

Lastly, I have my own little button thingie for fans of Skinny Bitch. I plan to drag her arse to a computer when I visit and show her the love. When you click on it, it displays the posts that are categorized “Skinny Bitch”.

You can scoop the code from my sidebar, and show your love for Skinny Bitch on your very own sidebar.

I have to go now, and fall into my carb coma from eating a bagel. (Again)

If you cannot financially help Lotus, consider putting the banner up, or writing about the campaign on your own blog. That’s what I did, because I am beyond tapped. I’m IN THE FREAKING HOLE. That means I have to get out of the hole to be broke.

Or, just give this a stumble to give it more exposure.

Love, witchypoo.