It’s very rare that I tout a non-profit. But listen up, people. This is serious.

It’s time to support International Medical Corp (IMC) -  a global, humanitarian, nonprofit organization dedicated to saving lives and relieving suffering through health care training. Established in 1984 by volunteer doctors and nurses, IMC’s mission is to improve the quality of life through health interventions in underserved communities worldwide.

The coolest part? IMC has been chosen out of 1,190 projects by American Express to be eligible to receive up to $1.5 million in funding. But you have to VOTE for them HERE in order for them to get this funding!

Yes, it’s really possible that with one click, you can save the lives of thousands of malnourished children – but you have to vote HERE before September 29th.

Please take one minute of your day to vote. It will mean that severely malnourished kids will receive a life-saving treatment program that will offer them much-needed nutrient-dense food supplements. This is a life-saving action that will change the lives of thousands. Please help NOW by voting here.  

I have a new girl crush. C’mon ladies – you know what I’m talkin’ about (and if you don’t – listen up).

AAAAAAND SCENE:

Lauren walks into spin/yoga class, spots instructor, gets a wee nervous.

Lauren: Oh, hi Danielle! (Flips bangs.)

Danielle: Hey Lauren! So glad you made it to class! (Continues to greet every other person that walks into spin/yoga studio.)

Lauren: Yeah, me too! (Lauren says over-eagerly. Once she notices that Danielle isn’t listening anymore, Lauren starts to over-adjust her spinning bike…embarrassed. Class starts. Of course, Danielle plays Lauren’s favorite techno song to begin workout. Lauren incorrectly believes this is because Danielle and Lauren are besties.)

Danielle: Okay everyone! Ready to work extra hard today? I know we’re all ready for it. Turn it up to level eight and increase your cadence.

Lauren: (Huffing, puffing. Starts sprinting on spinning bike to the point of exhaustion. Note: It’s only three minutes into the class.)

Danielle: Ummm, Lauren – good job! Don’t forget to save some energy for after our warm-up.

Lauren: Oh…of course! (Lauren is meanwhile thinking, “I’m dying…I’m not gonna make it.”)

AAAAAND SCENE.

No need to go further into what a girl crush looks like. Obvi: Jen, please don’t take this personally. You’ll always complete me.

I hate cupcakes. There, I said it. (Okay, so I don’t hate cupcakes, but I’m sick of hearing about them. ) Lately, it’s been all, “cupcakes this and cupcakes that.” Thank gawd there’s been a cupcake backlash.

So I’m officially here to nominate the cookie as the cupcake’s official opposing candidate. If you haven’t heard, cookies f’ing rule. And here’s why:

• Cookies don’t have muffin tops (yeah fatty cupcakes, you heard me).
• You can make one BIG cookie and put icing on it. If you do that to a cupcake, it becomes a cake. Lame.
• Number of cookie flavors: Infinite.
• Number of cupcake flavors: 15 at best. FAIL.
• One single cupcake from Crumbs Bakery in NYC has up to 36 grams of fat. Try saying that about a cookie (or four).
• Is there a cupcake named after an amazingly beautiful and talented woman? Me and Mrs. Fields thinks not.

I have ten thousand other reasons why I adore cookies and think cupcakes are subpar, but I’m too busy buying this shirt to continue posting. So I’ll end with this:

If there’s one new TV show I’ll be watching this year, it’s this one – all because of this ad.

The good news? I’m not dead. The bad news? Britney Spears is still not wearing underwear and Mary Kate Olsen has snuck her way into one of my favorite TV shows, “Weeds.” It’s a travesty.

Anyway, I know you’ve missed me and if you’re looking for someone to blame for my absence, blame BeThree – a fantastic website that you should all go visit immediately. Actually, sign up. If you do, you’ll be on the same list as Jennifer Aniston and Kate Hudson, both of whom have also decided to sign up for BeThree because they love it THAT much. *

* Okay, this is a slight fabrication…but if these two actually knew about the site, they’d have signed up already.  That said, I’m emailing them now…

Attention everyone! The Gawker Shop is having a huge sale on its tshirts this Memorial Day weekend, so I urge you to go check out their selection.

You’ll find items like this:

And this:

I might personally spring for the “Don’t Free Paris” shirt, but I’m also pining over the “Your Assistant Hates You” tee. Choices, choices.

Speaking of tshirts, please help me in offering a huge CONGRATULATIONS and a YOU KICKED EVERYONE’S ASS to Sticky Notes readers, GSizzle and Amers, for winning the “Search for a Real Genius” contest! After deliberating carefully and methodically over the past month, I realized this baby has two champions. Now I know I owe you both some duds, but let’s face it…I’m only a blog writer and online editor…so when I get the funds, I’ll send you your booty. (Hehe, I just said booty.)

And now I implore you to exit the internet, put on some flipflops, and attend a rip-roaring BBQ. Because it’s Memorial Day and I said so.

Very recently, I’ve started doing the strangest things. Things like:

1) Taking a multivitamin every day. With food, no less. How responsible.

2) Taking calcium supplements on top of that. The chocolately, chewy kind that taste like Tootsie Rolls. I’m scared one late Saturday night after tying a few too many on, I might binge on my calcium chews. That would not be good.

3) Making the bed right after I roll out of it in the morning. It looks nice that way. Who knew?

4) Drinking tea. Yes, tea. (Which, btw, I never understood five years ago. I once asked a tea connoisseur, “What’s so delicious about hot water that tastes like fruit??” Wow, did I have much to learn.)

5) Kissing my fiance each night before we eat dinner. It’s like our dinnertime prayer.

6) Religiously flossing. And brushing. And using mouthwash. “Whatever you do, take care of your teeth,” they told me.

7) Complaining about my lower back, then stretching it dramatically in front of others.

8 ) Folding our underwear out of the dryer like my mom used to: in little, neat squares.

I think I’m growing up.

For all you fellow frequent flyers out there, I think you need to watch this important video clip released from the TSA (that’s Transportation Security Administration for all you aviophobics out there) regarding their policies with gels and liquids. I, myself, am taking off for LA next week and was in the midst of squeezing my shampoo into a tiny 3-ounce plastic bottle when I heard the news. So put down that clear quart-size plastic baggie you were loading up for your carry-on and take a look:

“Water. That is a liquid. Good!”

(via Consumerist)