Monday, September 22, 2008

Monday Already?

Okay, I'm back. My faith in the system was so shattered on Saturday I almost lost the will to live. But the thought of my kids kept me going - who would they whine to if I weren't here? Who would save their egg sandwiches? Who would forget to edit their photos? I came to realize, as I sulked chocolate-less through the day yesterday, that I am essential to my children's lives: they need to be able to blame me for all their problems when they grow up. So, I'm still here.

And, if that's not reason enough to live, there's this:
Yup. Remember that contest a while back? You know, when I nagged everyone for a week to vote for me, because I was hoping I'd end up with a gift card to Amazon or maybe Starbuck's? Looks like the joke's on me. Grandpa and Grandma brought my prize down when they were visiting this weekend. But not before my mother showed it (proudly) to all her friends. Apparently, she has given up hoping I'll get a Pulitzer. Poor woman - talk about lowering the bar...


And, Sue, I know you're jealous...

19 comments:

  1. Hey, speaking of contests, don't you owe me a book? I thought you were going to mail it from your vacation so I couldn't send my stalker mob buddies to your home, but.... no book, and then I quite honestly forgot about it. If it takes you much longer, I won't have time to read it, nevermind post about it and mail it to someone else. Four weeks from today, you know. Although, I could use some reading material for the hospital.

    So.... where's my book? :-)

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  2. Oh, I know - I just found an envelope, so it's coming! I'm terribly disorganized when it comes to mailing things...

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  3. Oh my! Who could have imagined that there'd be an actual award? That is hysterical!

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  4. Congratulations!

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  5. Beautiful! Um, what exactly does the thing say? And, um...I am possibly blind, but what IS the trophy figure doing?!

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  6. I'm so proud of you. If you need to feel better about yourself today, just hop on over to my blog and look at my fridge. You are an inspiration to all imperfect parents everywhere!

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  7. You got a trophy?

    COOL!!!

    Just think of it this way, long after the book you would have bought at Amazon has been read and forgotten, and long after the Starbucks coffee has been consumed, the trophy will still be there.

    Sitting on the shelf.


    Collecting dust.

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  8. I WANT IT.

    Also, please, PLEASE check out my clarification on the last post. I do NOT think AM is ripping me off. Good heavens. Seriously, thank you for pointing that out - I didn't realize that's what it looked like I was saying. Oy.

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  9. They gave you a trophy??? A dust collecting, can't do anything with it but give it to a thrift store? What were they thinking? I am sorry, truly sorry. Now I wish I had voted for someone else... maybe...

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  10. Dude, they give out trophies for stuff like that?

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  11. I had no idea you got a trophy for that--I totally thought it was a bragging rights only kind of thing. Dang.

    We can say "I knew her back when..."

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  12. Wow. I am jealous. You get all the good stuff.

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  13. I absolutely love the "Beauty Pageant" figure on top. I think this may be the funniest award ever,

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  14. Could be worse. The woman on the trophy could be strangling a child or feeding her crack. This award says that not only are you an imperfect parent, but you look damn good at the same time. Not bad.

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  15. How did I miss this? The pageantry, the honor, the little tiny she-Baal....wow.

    Where do you go from here?

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