First ever NiceA GiveAway

I just love a good contest, don't you? Unlike some bloggers who give away fabulous prizes, I have no sponsors. But I DO have ten dollars provided by a donor who chooses to remain anonymous. And I want YOU to win it! Here's how:

Just finish the sentence under the picture on the right side of my blog, "She who does the wash...." If your sentence ending is chosen, the cash will be mailed to your home address in time to use for Christmas. (Hey, ten dollars is ten dollars. Some people don't even HAVE ten dollars to roll over. Just think about THAT, mister.)

CONTEST RULES:
Enter as many times as you wish. One entry per comment. Entry deadline is Friday, December 5, 2008, at 12:00 midnight, Mountain Time. Entries will be judged on how creative they are, how funny they are or how inspirational they are, whichever tickles the fancy of the judge, i.e., whatever mood he/she may be in at the time of the reading. Hormones and/or caffeine intake could determine the outcome. So could the behavior of certain junior high kids on any given day.

It's a Sign

I didn't ask for it. It just came up as a verification word, and I'm pretty sure it means that BYU will beat Utah tomorrow. Pr-e-t-ty darn sure. UNRED. It would just be wrong to call this a coincidence. I know because of my spiritual side.

Holy Wars

The last BYU football game I attended was, oh...maybe four and a half, five years ago. Abby was a Cougarette then. I had binoculars. I think there were some guys down on the field throwing around a football. Just outside my line of sight. Between Cougarette dances. I think. But at this time of year when the BYU-Utah rivalry comes to a head, it becomes necessary for no good reason in particular, to declare one's team loyalty. I pick blue. Because I like blue. I like red, too, but blue is a forgiving color. Anyone can wear it. If you can't decide, or if you're a fence sitter, or in a mixed marriage or in a politically divided family, then this is for you: Go BYUtes! Wear purple. Look like a bruise.

I'm So Nervous!

I have been assigned the task of creating a specific post on which to collect word verification definitions and sentences for the family reunion. So much responsibility for one so inexperienced. But I'm honored that you have placed your faith and trust in me and I give you my word that I will not disappoint you. My word is habblet.

I made that up because there is no WV on this post.

Ladies and gentlemen, (re)start your engines. This is the place.

Experiment

It would seem that someone creating a blog would do so with the notion that they have something to say to the world or want to leave behind their thoughts and ideas, as in a journal. Not me. I'm just experimenting. With a new medium. Well, new to me, that is. While I do the laundry. I'm sure I'll never be able to keep this up. I can't even finish the laundry.