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Seeking Sponsors for the Run for the Little Flowers!

This little guy wants your help!
 
 
This is just a friendly plea (oh, I will have a bunch more of these soon!), the Second Annual Run for the Little Flowers will be on October 19, 2013!  Registration will open next month and I am in need of sponsors for the run.  Right now I am looking for anyone, individual or business, willing to donate an item for the giveaway (see this post from last year for the items we had) or money to help defray the cost of the shirts, postage and medals.  If you cannot help, that is fine, but consider sharing this info on Facebook, Twitter or your blog to get the word out.
 
 
Let's make this fundraiser a success!! 


For more information and to stay up to date on information for the run, like our Facebook page here!

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  1. Yay!! You know I'm in for the run!

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  2. If you're chill with me walking, I'm in for the run.

    I'll also put up a $25 Starbucks gift card if you need something to give away.

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    1. Jen- Yes, of course you can walk! You can walk around the block and call it a 5K if you want to too! This is all just to raise money for Little Flower Projects.

      And, that would be great if you wanted to donate a $25 gift card!! Thank you!! I will email you soon, with details, but you would not need to get the gift card until October and you would send it directly to the winner. Thanks!

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  3. I replied to one of your FB posts, but wanted to catch you here - YOU KNOW I WILL HELP YOU!!! I am planning to advertise like I did last year, also I'm going to try and host a parish-wide run with a cookout afterwards, which will be fun! Put me down for a giveaway...just a few ideas, but really you can ask for anything that you think would be nice - Running Warehouse gift card, Run Pretty Far t-shirt, NUUN variety pack, a hydration belt ($40 price point?). Let me know!!

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