To say The Dog Days of Summer Bloggy Giveaway is in full swing would be the major understatement of the summer. I've listed two items to give away, the first is a set of Stampin' Up Pastels (CLICK HERE), (which I was clever enough to photograph upside down) and the second is a Susan Branch Planner (CLICK HERE). You can leave a comment through Friday at 5 pm, Eastern time, when I'll hopefully figure out how to do a random counter thing and pick two winners.

I'll leave this post at the top of my blog in the ever-so-unlikely chance that I post a single thing the rest of this week. After going to Shannon's place and clicking on 472 lovely items to consider, leaving a comment for a good number of them to the point that I can truly no longer type "thanks" without stopping to think how to spell it, and having to type my web address, email address, etc. one more time tonight might make me twitch too much to go to sleep, I think I'd have to be struck by lightening or find out I'm pregnant to actually write another post, (in the case of the latter I'd title it "Gloom, Despair and Misery on Me" and we'd be scheduling an angioplasty for dear husband, who'd likely have a massive heart attack, right after he realized his retirement had been delayed by about 20 years, give or take.)

I'm afraid to go back to Shannon's place in the morning, for fear 99 more bloggers will have stayed up all through the night, listing their items that are just too good to pass up. If by any chance Shannon even starts to mention doing this as an annual thing, summer of 2008, I plan to start sleeping in a bit every day for about two weeks ahead of time. Even if I can summon up enough energy to get through the day after missing sleep several nights in a row, the bags under your eyes just take way too long to retreat once you're in your 50's...

Trying to visit everyone of the sweet ladies who left comments at my giveaway - that may take just a bit, only because I still have to cook meals, do laundry, remove wallpaper, quilt with the girls, buy groceries, have lunch with a girlfriend, and a few other trivial things around this place in the next few days. Besides, I'd like to tell them I appreciate their visit, but typing "T.H.A.N.K.S." around 200 times right now isn't altogether possible.

If you, on the other hand, suffer from insomnia, experience nightsweats, or are up with a crying baby, etc. run on over to Rocks in My Dryer - there's fodder to last through the night, trust me.

Labels: Girl Talk, The Price is Right