"experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted." -randy pausch

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

a giveaway, a giveaway!!??

do you know i'm having a giveaway right now?
i am.
how do you win these lovelies?
the famous cookies
choc/mint/white choc choc cookies
chinese haystack chocolates
oreo balls
homemade ice cream, pick a flavor, any flavor!
(you must live near me for that one folks)
white choc choc fudgey brownies
yellow cake with choc frosting
pick a treat, any treat!
make me laugh.
we're talking, possibly snorting kind of laughing.
go on, share an embarrassing moment or story,
or someone else's embarrassing moment or story!
a good joke you've heard.
it's good for the soul to laugh.
it's good for the heart!
so for the love of heart health, enter my giveaway!
oh yeah,
make sure
on your page;-)
don't know how to add my button?
1. copy the stuff under "grab my button"
2. add the "html" gadget in the layout section of your blog
3. paste the stuff you just copied in the html gadget, save, and vwallah!
4. let me know if you have any problems:-)
also, have you joined my bloggin' bookies club yet?
we're reading this for FEB/MAR. read with us!


S.D.GIB said...

Three words that will make you smile and laugh: Brennan Ryan Gibson.
Note: I do not count, I already get all those treats.

Natalie said...

Ok, here goes:
When I first met my husband, I was a little overwhelmed. He had 5 roommates, and a lot of people always hanging out at his apartment. I spent a lot of energy "playin' it cool". He says he never knew it, but on our first date, I was beyond nervous. It was a huge group date, all of his roommates, etc. We went roller skating.(This was 16 years ago, do people even do that anymore?)

We were having a great time, and I quickly got over my nerves. Halfway through the skating, the lights in the rink were turned off, and only strobe lights and black lights were on. We were skating along, having fun, getting to know each other...this was our first real date. After a minute or two of the black light skating, one of his roommates came up and said, "The only thing we see skating around the rink is your date's bra."

Yes, there I was in all my glory. I was wearing a hand-knit, absolutely gorgeous, wool sweater. Underneath, a lovely white bra. In regular light, my bra didn't show one bit...but under those black lights, my bra was shining like a beacon.

I wanted to disappear, I was so embarrassed. But, my husbnad was wonderful about it...well, of course he was, he was staring at my bra! :) He said, "who cares, everyone has humiliating moments, this just happens to be a big one." Anyway, the strangest thing happened, all of a sudden I wasn't embarrassed anymore. Right then, I knew he was the guy for me. Sixteen years later, he still is.

And, if you think this was my most embarrassing moment, you'd be mistaken...I've had some doozies.

Now, please send me some goodies! :)

Natalie said...

Oh sista, I could never forget your button! :)
Four year old wanted a snack, so it kinda interrupted my blog time...off to add said button right NOW!

Natalie said...

Button has been promptly added, and it works! Yippee!

Proudfeet said...

Pick me! Pick me! So pretty much something funny slash embarassing is the story of my life! Lets see, something that has just been so precious in my life is my problem with the reverse feature in my cars! So I am on car #4 in my life, and have been driving for coming on 7 years. Well the first three no one told me you had to come to a complete stop before putting the car in reverse, so yeah they just would not go in reverse any more. Oops! So after thinking I am miss bad luck I am taught this useful lesson, and car #4 has been a gem! But let me tell you, there were many a day of sweet escapes only! I would be too nervous to tell my dad I had yet again lost that dear reverse feature! Sad but true!

Gilbert Family said...

i heard this one a while ago, and just found it again. its more funny/gross than LOL but still...

A number of grade 12 girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom. That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints.

Every night, the maintenance man would remove them and the next day, the girls would put them back.

Finally the principal decided that something had to be done.
She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night.

To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required.

He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it.

Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.

Lauren said...

I feel a need to re-post my mom's story here for her so it counts-- because I don't know if you ever met my nana-- but the blue eyebrow story cracks me up every time I think about it.

So here is her funny story from your other post!

"Last year I had a "card making party" for my neighbors before Valentines day. All the ladies (all retired INCLUDING my 81 yr old mother) came over and we laughed and created cards ... after all the drawing & glueing & stickering & cutting.. and food I finally had a chance to breath.. I looked at my mother who had BRIGHT BLUE EYEBROWS.. I asked her if she had drawn on her eyebrows, and she said "yes.. why..didn't I get them on straight?" I said yes, but with your BLUE EYELINER PENCIL... oh wish I had my camera."

She should learn to follow instructions better. ;) But I know she would love the goodies!

Lauren said...

So to warm up for my funny story, go here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9c9lAfXQHs

Ok, so this is a stroy about Will.
He loooves hot pockets.
It was his favorite after school snack in high school.
One day, he was sitting on the couch with no shirt (a boy thing, I guess?) on. He got his daily dose of hot pocket and sat back down. As he bit in, the molten lava cheese flew out the bottom, landing squarely in his belly button giving him a third degree burn. It oozed for months afterward, but he still loves them...
His best friend also felt the need to tell this story at our wedding as one of the many examples of some of Will's less than stellar choices when he was younger...
To this day he is wounded in his belly button, it just didn't heal right.
The moral of this story is to remember the dangers of mystery meat and molten lava cheese!