This week I’ve gotten all in a lather over my sweepstakes. The pots and pans I won from Quick and Simple magazine were delivered to my door step two days ago and I have been giddy beyond belief. I also received a beautiful Blush from Von Natur - vegan organic and worth $16. 2 or 3 weeks ago my win from the MSN Holiday cash contest came rolling in. I promptly cashed that $50 and bought something for the baby.
Word on the street is that the Cartoon Network holiday toy prizes have started getting delivered. I can not WAIT for this one- $599 worth of toys for my girls- it will look like a wall to wall Barbie explosion! If they are delivered at such a time that I can conceal them, I will be doing much hoarding for birthdays this year.
My secret?
CLICK HERE and join.
If you aren’t ready to jump in whole hog yet, you could always do something very simple, click this graphic
sign up for a change to win anytime you search Google through the Blingo site. This week they are giving away $20,000 among many many other prizes but you can’t win if you don’t play.
I’m so glad I got started doing this. Over the years it’s provided me with little luxuries I love but would never have splurged on. On occasion I have had wins show up at the most fortuitous time, saving my ass and providing some relief. I live for the day Fed Ex, UPS or my email inbox tells me I’ve hit “the big one” I know it is coming, I can feel it in my bones !
Stop sweating. I’m not asking about your rear end or your deep dark secrets, I just want your opinion!
A few weeks ago I was fortunate enough to win a new blog makeover from the wondifferous and super talented Melanie of Plaid Toaster fame.
Since then I’ve been pondering and pondering exactly what I want to do and have drawn a blank.
Here is where you come in:
*What do you think of when you think about this blog?
*What colors do you think reflect the writing and atmosphere?
*Any themes come to mind?
*What do you hate to see in a blog design?
Let loose, I want to hear your ideas, maybe they will spark something huge!
I am in a very bad mood. It’s been building this entire week. If I am pregnant too much longer this may get scary. I keep taking deep breaths and telling myself I have 2 more weeks before someone will help me. I’m hoping my kid decides to emerge before then, thus sparing the rest of his family from an eruption of Mt Mom’s anger.. well at least averting “the big one”… Isn’t tonight the full moon? I hope I don’t grow fangs and considering the great contortionist lengths I went to a few days ago to weed whack, I better not get any funky hair growth.
In a few short years I’ll no longer be able to get away with some things. I’m fairly certain that I will have Mira breathing down my neck every waking second, reminding me not to embarrass her.
Take tonight for example. Fresh out of Heparin needles I had to shuffle my way to the store. Wracked by continuous pressure and contractions, I have abandoned all sense of decorum and have been leaving the house in PJs quite often (often actually means anytime I absolutely must leave and it may involve someone involuntarily propelling me out the door while I claw at the frame and try to hold on for dear life).
PJs out and about are no major fashion faux paux unless of course they are the rippy uppy stained stretched out spandex laced and not fit for anyone’s eyes type that I left the house in tonight. Yeah, I’m THAT lady now. To try and camouflage my magenta spandex stained shame I tossed on my gigantic red fleece jacket, pink and purple floofy socks and Birkenstocks (this just gets more appealing with every sentence eh?).
I manage to procure my medical supplies with minimal irritation, though the pharmacy sales clerk did ask several questions pertaining to exactly WHY I required needles - something I’ve never been asked at this particular place before.
When I get home I take stock in the mirror and notice not only am I dressed in a stunning bag lady kind of style but I also have what looks like white crusty stuff all under and between the nostrils of my nose. At first blush it looks like something is caked on there.. almost like powdered sugar or.. AHHHHHHHHHH that’s why she was pressing me about the needles… Maybe it won’t be such a bad thing to have someone look me over every time I want to leave the house.
