I didn’t want to title this post Plan B since I don’t need it popping up in searches for the emergency contraceptive.

or do I?

I mean come on…

he may be grumpy...but he was worth it all!

Anyway…this?  Is not about that.

This is about something else.

look at me making progress!

Remember how I was all excited because Cort bought me that ticket to BlogHer (a blogging conference) and he said I didn’t have to pay him back the $200 for the ticket if I could earn the rest of the money to pay for the trip to San Diego?

Remember? (by the way, if you want to see how much I saved since then?  My first pic of the above chart is on that link…so go ahead and click.)

So my plan was to try to win a $2000 grant through Mom Central.

You all rallied me into the Top 15!

I made it as one of the finalists!

And then I found out Monday that I did not win.

I was sad for a minute, but the winners are all deserving and I knew it was really a shot in the dark (although the way you all pulled for me brought tears to my eyes daily.  What did i do to deserve you??  Really?).

I couldn’t sit and mope.  I needed a new strategy.

Obviously I have made a big jump since the last time I showed you the chart!  Yay me!

And look…a few more bucks in the jar:

keep yer hands outta my jar!

But I am not even halfway to my goal and in about a month I am going to have to bite the bullet and buy a plane ticket.

Gulp.

So I needed an idea besides the few sponsored posts I’ve done and the couple posts I’ve had syndicated on BlogHer (because let’s face it, while I LOVE those opportunities, I can’t control their regularity).

I have a few ideas brewing including still plugging away at my sponsored posts.

I have, however, swallowed the puny amount of pride I have and put a little donation button on the site.

It’s over in the left sidebar.

It’s also right here:

you know, if you want to send me across the country on a plane all by myself away from the safety of my couch husband and son while I might possibly be pregnant by then to stay with people I have never met in real life who could just as well kill me in my sleep just so that I can maybe have an experience that normally I would chicken out of because I never take risks but i really believe i might be good at this blogging thing and i want to find out how to be better.

you know, that.

plus I promise to quit with the run-on sentences.

Or just give me moral support that I can do this.  I would love that too.