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Everybody LOVES to get mail!

Especially when there are goodies in it!
I got my PIF package today from Andrea all the way from AUSTRALIA! Yes, I did. It's awesome. Observe:


Behold, what awaited me in the mailbox this morning. (I took great pains in iPhoto to blur my info, so please  don't try to steal my identity.) Also, SEE, SEE, it came from Australia (upper left corner), and look how dedicated she was to pay that much to send it to me!
Here's what the box held:


How awesome does that stuff look? Gah! Here's some close-ups:


So, that green tea and bergamot soap thingy has little sheets of PAPER SOAP (oh, those wily Aussies!). It's like she knows how neurotic I am about washing my hands away from home (and I don't think I included that in my profile!). Those frogs, ladies and gents, well, they're . . .

that's right, they're . . . CHOCOLATE FROGS! And I love both chocolate and frogs! Did Andrea peg me or what?

But there's more:

Ok, The Boy can play with the elephant, but Duckie is mine.

And finally, she included this sweet, lovely book for The Boy, that she says is the board book version of a popular Australian children's book. It's easy to see why it's popular with it's bee-you-tiful watercolor illustrations.


Thank you SO much to Andrea from Down Under!

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Because I had so much fun putting together the package for TeacherMom, who won my first contest, I am going to run another one now that I've actually gotten my package.
But, I'm going to put a serious spin on the comments (which I will still pick a winner from at random.) Since I'm sitting here watching the Democratic  National Convention over the back of my computer, I have two  optional questions for the comments section. (Yes, I'm going all political, so if you don't want to answer, you don't have to. It's an optional contest.) If you watched the DNC, did you have a favorite speaker and why? Whether or not you watched the DNC or not, who do you really, honestly (perhaps despite your political leanings?) believe is going to  win this momentous election in  a few months?

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And just so I don't leave you with a sour political taste in your mouth, here are some photos of the cutest boy ever to swing in my front yard, and how that went wrong . . .






Go!
And the winner of my Pay It Forward Contest is . . .  Teacher Mom . Congratulations!

Also, I haven't yet gotten my Pay It Forward prize since it's coming from Down Under,  but as soon as I do, I may start another contest because it was fun buying the prize. Stay tuned . . .

Pay It Forward, Swistle-style *ETA AGAIN

When I clicked on the "Post an entry" button for this entry, beneath it read "Last entry posted 102 weeks ago." Apparently, I used to keep another blog long, long ago, when I was still just a single, childless, heavy-drinking, chain-smoking, poem-writing English grad student. Sigh. Now I am merely one of those things (no, not heavy-drinking) but so much more (mother, cleaner-upper after the Love of my Life, etc.). Bear all this in mind if you choose to read the preceding entries. I barely know that person anymore.
BUT, if you're here just for the contest, WELCOME. Here's the deal. Swistle is promoting this around the web, and I won a non-blogger prize, so I'm spreading the love, paying it forward, if you will.
The rules:
Easy enough, enter in the comments (by answering the upcoming question) and if you win, you get a surprise in the mail from me. Then you create your own contest on your blog, and send a present in the mail to your winner and so on and so on. However, you don't have to have a blog to win. You just have to want to enter, be able to type, and enter in the comments to this post. To read more about it at Swistle, click here, here, here, and here.  Seriously, if you're curious, go read them. She writes about the contest much more eloquently than I ever could.  Also, she's got solutions for all kinds of questions, such as how do you throw a contest if you don't have a blog, etc. However, I imagine many of you are coming to me from Swistle, so you'll already be familiar with the contest.
So, the reason I haven't posted here in so long is because I grew to loathe livejournal (sorry to the enthusiasts), and in composing this post  am remembering why, so I quit blogging for a while. Then I got pregnant, unexpectedly, and started Baby Momma over on VOX. Eventually, I also started Baby Liam over there too. Then I became addicted to the world of Parenting Blogs and realized I would rather read other people's wisdom than spend the time composing my own. I'm lazy that way. I'm also cheap (and a broke grad student with bills and a baby); thus, I have only used "free" blog sites so far.  However, I am currently considering starting up a new, improved, World-of-Clarabella blog. So, here's the question you can answer in the comments to enter the contest: If I'm gonna cough it up and pay to post, what blog site (is that even what you call it? Sheesh.) should I use and why? Thanks, and I hope YOU win. I really do.

P.S. This contest will close Friday, July 18th, at midnight. KTHX.* EXTENDING DEADLINE INDEFINITELY UNTIL ENOUGH  FOLKS ENTER TO MAKE THIS DAMN CONTEST FAIR!

P.P.S. Closing contest for good Sunday, July 27th @ midnight.

And now, a word from our sponsers . . .

"The idea that religion and politics don't mix was created by the devil to keep Christians from running their own country."

W is an Idiot, again.

'WASHINGTON (CNN) -- President Bush sharply defended Donald Rumsfeld on Tuesday, saying the embattled Pentagon chief is doing a "fine job" despite calls for his resignation from six retired military generals.

"I listen to all voices, but mine is the final decision," he said. "And Don Rumsfeld is doing a fine job. He's not only transforming the military, he's fighting a war on terror. He's helping us fight a war on terror. I have strong confidence in Don Rumsfeld.

"I hear the voices, and I read the front page, and I know the speculation. But I'm the decider, and I decide what is best. And what's best is for Don Rumsfeld to remain as the secretary of defense."'

Mine is the final decision! Dammit. I'm the decider! Dammit. I am in charge!
YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME.

Serious evidence that our President may actually be a five year old.

Shaking my head,
CL

Let's get a few things straight.

Just because I choose to use my first and middle name on myspace.com doesn't mean I'm married.

Africa is not a country.

My students are morons. No, I will not be apologetic. And, yes, I am a good teacher.

Grad school is overrated. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay overrated.

Three-legged great danes are cool. Waaaaaaaaaaaaay cool.

If you had a hermaphroditic baby, you know you would get the surgery.

Tomkitten's tomkitten is NOT special. And her name means "princess red rose." Give me a fucking break. So she's gonna be Snow White. I could give a shit. Get it off the CNN headlines. It is NOT news.

Baton Rouge is the closest place in LA to the equator. My face is seriously peeling off.

I'm bored.

Cheers,
CL

Greta's trek toward Tripod

Where is my mind?

The state of my living room in the midst of working on my written comp, which consists of a 20-30 pg "publishable" paper, due Friday, as in 5 days from now, and which I'm still reading sources for:
There are six pairs of shoes in the various places I've dropped them over the last week, including two pairs of flip-flops for the days it reached 75 degrees.
There are at least five glasses with the remnants of various beverages, anything from whiskey to tea to gatorade.
My couch is somewhere beneath a pile of papers and a pillow from my bed.
The TV is dusty from no attention.
Three ashtrays brimming with butts on various end tables.
Dog toys strewn not-so-strategically around the floor as if a puppy minefield or an obstacle course to those who would impede my frantic scholarly endeavor.
But, but, absent of the CNL who has been warned by penalty of alienation that I have no time for her idle talk or company this week.
A very stressed out crooked who has barely managed to bathe over the past five days, and who has subsequently gone color-blind (see my outfit) from both the lack of hygiene and the intensive small-black-print reading that this paper involves.
Send help,
CS
Literary Facts Sophomore 200-level English students still don't get right on their papers on Beowulf and "The Wife of Bath's Tale," even though they have three weeks, and the primary texts to refer back to:
1. Grendel is NOT a dragon.
2. Gentile is not the adjective form of gentility, no matter how Chaucer spelled the word.
3. Beowulf did NOT become king of the Danes after Hrothgar died.
4. The old crone that told the knight "what women want" WAS the very same woman who turned into a young maiden when he "gave her what she wanted."
5. Hrothgar did NOT summon Beowulf to help him. The glory-hungry Geat came of his own volition, TO WIN MORE GLORY.
6. The knight did NOT rape Guinevere.
7. Wiglaf was NOT Beowulf's son, and he did not reign the Geats, or the Danes, in ever-after happiness after Beowulf died.

Their mid-term is next week, and I feel sorry for them. I don't even have the energy to tell you how they dealt with King Lear today. Too tired, going mad, must run onto the stormy moors.

Follow your bliss,
CL

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