I Do-nate / by Courtney Mehlhaff

My sister is getting married this spring. Last weekend, her future husband went out with a few of his buddies for a bachelor party. He returned home happy and tipsy, but the next morning he wanted to have a serious discussion.

"I have to tell you about something I did last night," he said.

My sister's heart dropped, her mind raced. He's generally a trustworthy guy, but maybe a final celebration of freedom brought out a monster.

"At one of the bars we went to, they were having a benefit for some kid. And I gave them the $100 I won in fantasy football."

Not fighting or gambling or hookers and blow. Just misplaced guilt over the idea that he maybe should have done something "fun" with that much money.

We think he's a keeper.