Hot Dogs! Get your hot dogs!

I don't think I'll eat another hot dog again. Though in reality, I probably spilled more draft beer than anything, and it's not like I'm going to avoid that.

As a fundraiser for the 3-Day for the Cure, Stef & I volunteered to work a concessions stand at Comerica Park on Saturday afternoon. The deal is that you get a portion of the proceeds from the sale of beer (8%) and food/beverage (10%). You bring along 10 to 12 people to work with you, and the walkers split the proceeds.

It was a blast. It was chaotic. It was insane. It was cold. It was messy. It was fun!

I am so grateful for the crew we had last night:

• Kay & Hubert (Keith's mom and dad)
• Kevin, Cindy, Jason and Jenny Carbary (Keith's brother, his wife and their two adult children)
• David (Kraig's brother)
• Darren (Kraig's best friend from high school)
• And of course, Keith and Kraig (Stef's husband)

The 12 of us spent five hours wrapping hot dogs, pouring drinks, smiling, laughing and having fun. (Well, it wasn't so much fun when the hot cocoa ran out and we had a line of folks waiting for it!)  And we're gearing up to do it again in June (June 11 @ 7:05 p.m. against Seattle), with a new crew.

We'll find out our final fundraising total in a few weeks, but preliminary numbers indicate we'll raise close to $500 for the walk. We spent time with people we love, had a fun afternoon at the ballpark, and raised a lot of money for a great cause.  Life is good.