Extreme Makeover Home Edition ~ Chattanooga/Tri-County logo When Angie explained the "opportunity" she had for me, I wanted to scream and knock somebody down.  For a blogger, it was better than all my dream jobs combined into one.

And I guess I could ultimately blame it on Amanda; it was she who "invited" me to host her birthday party when I had known her all of five minutes.  Angie was one of her guests and I liked her within seconds of meeting; she's a wordificator who speaks my mother tongue.

But I'm ahead of myself…this story is best-served with a little background….

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It was one of those weeks where I really needed a baby rainbow.  

Disappointment and defeat were circling my wagon, the kind impossible to distinguish between real and imaginary.  I had made a misstep or two, only to find out later I was missing a critical piece of the puzzle that would have made a huge difference.  In another instance, I felt abandoned by a friend, the distance a mile wide and twice as deep, and I couldn't decide whether to Let It Be or salvage what I could…or realize the chasm existed only in my head.

In my Silent Alone, tears flowed freely and I hated each one.  Drops of weakness.  Insecurity's shower.  Hormonal display that made me feel crazy!  

One of my greatest strengths has always been my ability to be reasonable; to understand both sides of every story or even to entertain a third if necessary.  Circumstances were rattling my foundation, and even though intellectually I understood what was going on, my emotions battled for control.  

Thankfully, these Crazy Times are short lived, and all my 40-something friends tell me they know exactly what I'm talkin' 'bout.  

(Can I please get a witness from any pre-menopausal woman???)

Talking to Angie at the end of a drama-tinged day suddenly cast everything in new light.




She reached out by way of Facebook, a message that grabbed me by the throat and demanded immediate response–

I have a super-secret opportunity, through my work that I think would be perfect for you. It involves blogging, facebook and twitter. It is so secret that I am not allowed to talk about it online at all. So when you get a chance, would you call me? 

She had me at hello.




Over two weeks of keeping it secret has threatened to explode me from the inside out!  I have a job.  Part time.  Temporary.  A short-term project really. 

Social media director for…………

S8 FNL Logo…for the Chattanooga/Tri-County area, their 188th home!!!!

50235_105296792879669_3900453_n Even if you don't live in the area, I hope you'll follow our updates on Twitter and Like us on Facebook, and ask your friends to do the same.  You can also subscribe to receive updates and learn the many different ways to support the build.  

If you DO live in the area, make plans to ~

  • Get rowdy at the Big Hearts Pep Rally this Thursday, February 3!  Beginning at 6:30 at The Chattanoogan, admission and parking is free.  Bring a non-perishable food item to benefit the Extreme Food Drive.   Tee shirts to wear your support will be available for $15.
  • Come to the Big Hearts Bash at the Car Barn on February 17.  
  • Say thanks to Vision Homes for leading this build; because of them and so many others, a family's life is about to be radically changed.


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If I'm doing my job well, you'll forget it's me Tweeting and Facebooking and at times updating the site.  Never have I been more thrilled to be invisible!  Watching our community rally together and swell with excitement and pride?  Anticipating the family's reaction to learning "they" are the ones?  Helping support the Chattanooga Area Food Bank and the American Heart Association?  

Those are the best paychecks of all!

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