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And if you'd like a free signed CD of their latest release, you're in luck because they just so happened to donate one. Alls you have to do to be eligible is vote for me. Tweet me. Facebook me. Blog me.
One entry per each good deed. (This is the good deed, btw.)
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2. Mountain Dew
(Mountain Lightning works too, since it only costs 77 cents as opposed to the $1.25 that the real deal costs.)
Mountain Dew/Lightning is one of my favorite things because of the way it heightens my already quivering contest-fatigued innards.
This is exactly what my innards look like right now:
Mostly because this morning I began sipping some Mountain Lightning ever so delicately and gently from the cap. But by this evening I was chugging it straight from the 2 liter bottle. And then wiping my mouth off like a man.
J/K peeps! I'm a lady through and through. I never wipe my mouth like a man after I chug straight from a 2 liter bottle.
Lulu is better than power OR Mountain Lightning put together. I would give up blogging for Lulu if I had to choose. I would even give up Shakespeare. And all because of one three letter word.
I LUB Lulu so dang, stinkin', friggin' much.
BTW, not to be rude, but Whyoming is not very smart. It can't even spell. Look at this gas station I snapped photographic evidence of on my way to Colorada:
4. Starving Art
Art. is. power. (which is probably why I dig it so much.)
And artists. are. powerFULL. Especially starving artists.
I recently read a captivating little Christmas book called What Think Ye of Christmas, written by Ester Rasband and illustrated by Jana Winters Parkin. (Do you think they asked Jana to illustrate it because her middle name is Winters?)
Another one of my favorite things is wielding my power to support starving artists. Especially when I see something special in them. And I don't mean special as in, "you have a nice personality" special, although I'm sure Jana does have a nice personality. I mean special, as in unique and gifted and A. MAZE. ING.
What makes Jana's Christmas water color illustrations so special is her use of the color purple. And I don't mean the color purple as in Alice Walker and Oprah Winfrey.
This book would make a lovely Christmas gift for grandmas, mas, visiting teachee ladiez, friends, SILs, MILs and CTDs.
To find out how you can order it, I lifted this right off Jana's blog: (Is that bad?)
You can order the book on my website, and still get a killer deal! If you order ten or more, the quantity discount lets you steal these books at less than $8 apiece. On top of that, if you enter the discount code CHARRETTE you get an additional 5% off your entire order, reserved only for my blog friends. So go crazy!
Miss Jana, can I give one of your books away? Hows about you, Miss Heidi? Or Mr Donald J. Carey? Can I? Can I? Can I?
5. Sick People
If I had my druthers, I would outlaw the "s" word, but since it's inevitable let's roll up our sleeves. And put our shoulders to the wheel. And stamp out the "s" word. Especially in children. Children should NOT be allowed to be the "s" word.
I can't wait until Lulu is old enough to become a magic dog. Imagine how many children with the "s" word she'll be able to heal!
DeNae over at Back Ordered Life has started a foundation for a little boy named Matthew Blanchard who is suffering from the "s" word.
Click here to read about him and to donate. (I donated and I only have $70 in my bank account.)
If you donate I'll give you one more entry into the giveaways.
BTW, pay attention because I'm going to call for flannel fabric soon over @ my Magic Quilt blog so I can make Matthew a magic quilt with my very own two hands.
6. Famous People Who Read My Blog
Anyone who is everyone knows that I lub famous people. And I lub them even more when they read my blog.
You all remember when Jack Johnson asked if he could read my blog, right? And then there was the time Ellen Hopkins read and commented on my dad's drug addiction post. And then there was that time yesterday when Brandon Sanderson asked permission to eyeball it.
Well I have photographic evidence that Jacob and his wolfpack read my blog. You heard me right. Stay tuned because I pinky promise I will share it tomorrow.