I Luv Mud and Duckies and Tungsten

Sometimes you think all the blogging you do, all the comments you leave, all the faithful replies to comments left are the sum total of the worth of blogging as a whole. It's cheap, cheap therapy, a nice way to keep "in touch" with old chums, an interesting way to make new "imaginary" friends.

But then, one glorious day you get an email that says: Send me your mailing address. It's so amazingly gloriously fabulously thrilling.

For my blogging efforts I have earned:

1. Rubber Ducky Dental Floss Dispenser (all credit to Canon) (and all thanks to Karen and Georgia).

2. A Tungsten Band (thanks to some guy who randomly and without reason made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Or just didn't feel like refusing)

3. 2 Coffee Cups AND a Lovely Platter Plate Thing from the once-disappointed-in-me Lorrie Veasey.

I don't have pictures of #1. (hangs head in shame) Because Canon pulled all the floss out. And the duck sits on top of my fridge. With the other naughty things - silver paint, red sharpie, bubble wand, bunny basket (it makes a noise).

Wait, he's not there anymore? Where the quack did that guy go?

Oh, that makes sense, in the tub toy basket. (Those foam letter things: AWESOME! Best $3 investment into my children's education EVER!)

But he's not a tubby toy. See that sharp edge. Useful for cutting dental floss. Or the mouths of small people in the Oral Stage of development.

Better put him someplace secret. Some Place safe.
Moving on to the second tangible gift for blogging - I got a random email from the guys at Superior Wedding Rings offering me my choice of any of their fine tungsten bands in exchange for a link on my highly reputable blog. I said sure, why not. The thing is, I told them a size 7.5, but I've lost some weight and now I need a 7 and tungsten is unresizable (being the hardest element in the universe, but it keeps it's shine) and they offered to exchange it, but ask Megan how fast I am about putting crap in the mail. It fits on my middle finger though.

Here's my wedding band history in picture. The fancy expensive one - the one I lost, then bought an identical one, then lost it, too - it's still lost. Husband has no plans on buying me anything. SO - I like buy cheap and groovy things to wear about and proclaim my indentured servitude status. (love you honey!)

AND FINALLY, where we were going. I Love Mud.
For no good reason, other than maybe my dedication to ending Daylight Saving Time, Lorrie asked for my address and sent me a package!

I was hoping for this. Husband: you could still get it for me, y'know. We've been saying we'd like a clock in the bedroom!
But was blown away by this:



Here's Canon pondering the meaning and purpose of these gifts while sitting in the box of packing peanuts, which later were dumped out of the box and crunching into tiny bits of sticky Styrofoam.


Here's me filling the coffee cup with Brandy Coffee (i.e. Wild Cherry Diet Pepsi). The cup makes it taste even better!

And here's me trying to pose with my cute baby.

A word of advice, when trying to photograph stuff you got for blogging on your blog, maybe wait until someone not 3 can help with pictures? And don't do it when baby wants to lay down for a nap.

ALRIGHT. Now, go support my favorite working mom (right, you're a working mom?) and ceramic artist! Her stuff is so funny and great. It would make a perfect presents for Mother's Day, uh, belated Mother's Day - way better than the card you thought would be enough this year.

Thank you, you generous eBFFs. AND y'know, all of you out there, feel free to send me more free stuff, I will eventually get around to blogging about them and sending between 5 dozen and 1,600 readers your website.