BY SHANNON WENTWORTH
Wonder Sweetie powers activate! Form of a brain cancer killing thingamabobber! I wish it were that easy. Yet, I’ve learned not to doubt the power of your collective sweetness, so here’s your next project. This one is very personal to me.
Seven years ago this month, I met Susan Nachand and Becky Cable on Olivia’s Western Caribbean Cruise, you know, the first one with the Indigo Girls. I was signing people up for karaoke, when I noticed that Susan’s slip said “Pleasant Hill, Calif.” Yo! That’s where I grew up, so we got to talking. We pretty much haven’t stopped.
You can’t believe how nice they are. LIke it’s ridiculous. It doesn’t seem possible that two people could be so freakishly happy with the world and each other. Nor does it seem like people this good are even possible. These women spend their days, evenings and weekends patiently working with special needs children. After years of trying to find out if it was all a front for an organ farm or fur seal-clubbing fetish, I’ve decided they’re the real deal.
It’s easy to be nice when you’re beautiful and smart and successful, which they are, but they’ve also been through more since I’ve known them than anyone should have to deal with in a lifetime. First, their oldest son Nick was hospitalized for four months with a mysterious ailment. Hooray, he’s totally fine now. Read the rest of this entry »
As we all watch the oil pour out in the gulf, many of you have written asking what you can do and how it’s impacting our friends in New Orleans. I asked James, who helped us plan all our activities in New Orleans. He’s going to keep us posted as things develop, but here’s what he said:
