Holy cow! It’s been a really long time since I posted. Closing in on two months. I know that half of you probably thought, “Oh, she’s moved on with her life since all of her cancer stuff is done” and the other half thought, “I wonder if she’s had a relapse? I bet she’s dead.” The answer is neither, really. I’ve a got a couple of other irons in the fire. Plus, Mini Me, who was previously homeschooled, is going to school this year, and let me tell ya, this school thing is kind of involved. So, we’ve been going through a few adjustments here, and I just haven’t kept up on the blog very well.
But you really didn’t think I’d miss our favorite time of year, did you? Yes, that’s right folks, it’s almost October, and we know what that means: Pink Ribbon Overload. Yay! So, be on the lookout for those fabulous articles of awareness—like the Pink Ribbon Blow Dryer, or the infamous Tiny Hair Tongs—and email me your pics at firstname.lastname@example.org.
This year I want to do something different. At the end of October, I’ll pick my favorite 5 submissions.
(Now if I were you, I might include a witty comment, or a poem, or some awesome alliteration with my submission, just to have a leg up on the competition—but you do whatever you want. Bonus points for items photographed in a store rather than ones you found online. Super bonus points if you, or a partner in crime, poses with the item like you’re a Price Is Right model.)
Then I’ll let the readers decide which one is the best, most ridiculous example of the P.R.O. To see last year’s submissions, click here.) The winner will receive a fabulous prize of my choosing.
I’ll be back later in the week with a post about my latest visit with Dr. Beer-Hurray, and news on the final phase of my reconstruction.