Finally, we come to the final installment of pink ribbon overload. Yeah, I know it’s only a week and a half late. What can I say? I guess you get what you pay for.
In the cake pan post, we discussed some of the plethora of awareness ribbons and their corresponding causes. In fact, there are more causes than colors, so the causes all have to share ribbons. It can all be a little overwhelming at times. I mean, you see so many pink ribbons, and maybe it’s like saying corncorncorn over and over—it loses all meaning. Pretty soon, you might be asking yourself, “What does that pink ribbon stand for again? Is it bagel awareness, or piggy bank awareness, or lip gloss awareness, or what?” Well, friends, never again will you forget what the pink ribbon stands for when you score a pair of these babies.
How’s that for some visual aids? Huh?
Now that we’ve all refreshed our memories, let’s talk Christmas. After all, it’s right around the corner, and what better way to show someone you care than with a pink ribbon lava lamp? Not only is it bright pink, but the ribbon is somehow magically suspended inside the lamp. And, for that added festive touch is has glitter swimming throughout. Just think how groovy it would be to have this thing reminding you about your cancer. Fire up the pink ribbon incense!
But what do you get for the cancer girl who has everything? You know, the one who already has the sock purse, the lava lamp, and the blow dryer? It’s a struggle, I know, coming up with cancer related gifts for those hard to buy for gals. Madge may have the pink ribbon spoon holder, and she may have the nightlight, and even the thong, but I betcha she doesn’t have one of these:
Of course, since we are approaching the Christmas season, we also need to be thinking about Christmas cards. I love sending and receiving Christmas cards. In fact, I hang them all in my kitchen as part of the holiday decor. But why send just any old card when you could send this one! Just because it’s Christmas doesn’t mean you want to forget you’ve got the cancer, right? You could even write something festive inside, like, “Dear Madge, Merry Christmas, I didn’t think you’d live to see it—hope you’re still alive this time next year! Your Friend, Eunice.”
(Thanks to Tanya, who totally made her hubby do a u-turn to snap the cement truck pic. And also to Carissa for the lava lamp, and TC for the Christmas card.)