Just one more week to earn $25K.
Give five bucks to make our day.

YO! It's Ted and Jen and we're here to say,
Grist needs your help in a major way.
Dawg, we're cursed, this $#*! is wack!
Gotta speak in verse so we're spittin' rap.
We're way behind and beggin' on our knees.
Grist needs your help to earn some G's!

3,000 gifts: That's the magic number,
To break the spell and feed our hunger.
Please grind out a gift if you can,
And we will bank another 25 grand.
If Grist has helped you learn or laugh,
Please send some dough on our behalf.

See how this curse got us straight trippin'.

Peace,

Fresh Ted and DJ Jazzy Jen
Grist Master MCs

P.S. Giving online make you a wreck? You're also welcome to send a check: Grist, 710 Second Avenue, Suite 860, Seattle, WA 98104.

P.P.S. If we reach our goal by May 15, Grist will receive $25,000 from a generous donor.

This is Jennifer's sixth entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her first, second, third, fourth, and fifth here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! Maggie and I wait for the bus ... um, I mean the chauffeur.Jennifer Mac DonaldI have a confession. I fudged my rules again. Today, I meant to wear my last pair of mom jeans, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Yes, they fit, but today is Friday and that's the day I bring my dog to work. Striped denim would have made me look …

This is Jennifer's fourth entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her first, second, third, and fourth here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! Embroidered metallic roses down the leg. Sweet, huh?Jennifer Mac DonaldSo far the feedback on my outfits has been mostly positive. Though yesterday's outfit did get one, "Wow, Jen. That dress is straight out of the 80s!" (Who would take that as a compliment -- Cyndi Lauper? And besides, it's actually from the 70s). Friends ask me if I really had to dig to find these pieces or if …

This is Jennifer's fourth entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her first, second, and third here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! I'm flexible in my wardrobe, but not in my hammies.Jennifer Mac DonaldIt's been hanging over my head since Monday. I've been avoiding it so far this week, but I really can't put it off any longer: my morning run. Finding athletic wear was a particularly difficult task. When I asked my mom if she had anything for me, she replied, "I didn't exercise before I had kids!" Huh? My …

This is Jennifer's third entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her first and second here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! Fancier than the Grist dress code calls for, but who cares? I'm wearing vintage Dior!Photo: Jennifer Mac DonaldWhat a difference a Dior makes! We had a beautiful weekend in Seattle when I first raided my mom's closet, so I plucked all the warm-weather pieces I could find and brought them back to my place. No need to even open the toxic mothball sweater drawer! But then the weather gods thwarted …

This is Jennifer's second entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her first here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! Day 1: Cute blouse, bejeweled jeans. So far, so good, Mom.Photo: Jennifer Mac DonaldI've already hit a few obstacles in this dare to wear nothing but my mom's old clothes for a week. To keep myself on track, I've set a few rules: The main components of my outfit must come from mom's closet. Just like Alden and her dare, I will not wear hand-me-down undies. I have underwear that's in perfect …

This is Jennifer's first entry in the series "Grist dared me to make a change." Read her second here. And support her dare with a gift to Grist! Mom and me, both wearing her old wrap dresses, at my bridal shower.Jennifer Mac DonaldI wouldn't call myself a compulsive shopper. When it comes to clothing, I only hit the stores a few times a year when I need something for a special occasion or when an item needs replacing. But with four weddings in my family this year (including my own) my special occasion spending has run amok. Now my colleagues …