I'm pooped!!

I'm pooped, I'm tired...and I am so glad it is FRIDAY!!

We are packing the travel trailer, loading up the boat and heading to the lake for a fishing tournament. Wish me luck!!

Everyone have a great weekend....and I leave you with this....

I hope it reminds everyone how important good dental health is!!!

We have our winners!!

Actually my personal random number picker (in case you haven't been here before it's my hubby) fell asleep before I could catch him...so I had to use a random number generator that I found via Google

And the winners are.................drum roll.......

The winner of the tote is Grandma J

The winner of the measuring cups is Mommyhood is thankless

Thank you everyone for stopping by and leaving such touching stories of your encounters with breast cancer. It is sad that this disease has touched so many people. Unfortunately mostly women.

Thank you everyone.....and check back...I have another giveaway planned for next week!!

Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!!

As a kid growing up during the 60's and 70's, I adored the Brady Bunch and in particular Marcia Brady. Like so many other girls...I wanted to look like her and dress like her. But I particularly wanted her hair...smooth, straight, parted in the middle..long flowing hair. But I was born with curly hair that I could never get past my shoulder. And her clothes...we all wanted to dress just like her. Bold colors, stripes..the perfect bell bottoms, go go boots...she was adorable. And who didn't want to secretly live in the Brady house. You have Alice who had cookies waiting for you when you came home from school...three cute brothers...a bedroom that you lovingly share with your two sisters that looked like a princess castle. And their parents....geez, they just talked things out...never raised a hand to their kids, never made them get up and change the tv channel (heck, I thought our parents had us just to change the tv, before the birth of a remote), never yelled at them for grades....
But this week...once again....another idol bites the dust...or snorts the dust in her case. Marcia (real name Maureen, but will always be Marcia in my book) has decided to tell all in a new book...including drug abuse, sex capades....blah, blah, blah.....Did you really have to come clean and tell all? Doesn't anyone keep their skeletons in the closet anymore?
Darn....there goes my number one hair idol.


Don't forget to enter my contest on yesterday's post...tomorrow night we will pick a winner..before the random number picker goes to sleep.