There, there. Sarcastic Mom wants you to know that it’s okay to feel sad, but don’t fret! In case you were one of the cool and groovy folks who entered the contest, but didn’t win like Kat did, I have a consolation prize for you.
As a souvenir of all the fun we had together talking about and looking at, and even *GASP* clicking on my rack, I’d like for you Contest Enterers But Not Exactly Winners (otherwise known as CEBNEWs) to take this badge to commemorate your experience.
Cause, you had an experience with MY RACK. And it needs to be commemorated.
Display your badge proudly! And please link my hoohas back to this page: http://sarcasticmom.com Thanks!
(if you have any problems with the code, I’d be happy to help you. Jus’holla.)
And these lovely folks linked the giveaway, which I greatly appreciate.
(in the order of their link announcements in comments)
Random Ramblings From E
Thanks everyone! And keep your eyes peeled for future giveaways!
You never know what I’ll post next.
WINNER of the fabulous LTDchix shirt announced at the bottom of the post!
After publishing this post, I’ve had a ton of people:
1)Complimenting my rack and/or lamenting over the loss of their own glorious racks…
2)Asking me what bra I’m wearing in the photos.
As for #1:
Seriously. Socks with oranges in them, they are, when I’m not wearing a bra. Can I still claim a fabulous rack?
Yes. Because I like oranges. And socks. So there.
But thanks for admiring the glorious way that my saggy flesh appears when shoved into an expensive bra! It’s always nice to be net-groped by strangers. My dirty pillows have been all, “Oooh, we are SO HOT RIGHT NOW!” They’re giddy with the heady feeling of being loved by you guys. Really.
Now, what you really want, #2:
The bra I’m wearing in the photos on that post is a Victoria’s Secret “Very Sexy” Push-Up. The kind with gel in the cups. (I swear by those bras, seriously.)
So, in all fairness, it’s really the bra that has the glorious rack. Hah! Should I be ashamed about that? Needing the help? Maybe? I dunno… mostly I don’t care. I shave my legs (sometimes) and so I’m totally mis-representing the natural state of them for all to see when I’m wearing shorts, too.
And does anyone out there own Spanx? Heh. ‘Nuff said.
And now, what you really, really wanted!
The WINNER of the LTDchix Shirt IS… *drumroll please*
Kat from Katstuff!
Congratulations to Kat! She’ll be sporting an ultra-fine shirt from the ladies at LTDchix in no time! We all expect photos, Kat.
November 25th – December 1st
I *heart* Garlic
Little Worker Boy
EVEN IF THEY’RE NOT PARTICIPATING, COMMENTERS ARE STILL LOVED!
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Theme for December 1st, 2007: “Red.”
I realized on Friday that I had not yet looked to see what this week’s PhotoHunt theme was… something I usually do mid-week so that I have time to think about it. Didn’t get online and look it up until after Braden was asleep for the night. “Red.” Oddly, I thought of this photo right away.
It was Braden’s first Christmas, almost an entire year ago. Where has the time gone? He was so tiny. His hair was still black! He had just started the Nutramigen and become the more happy baby he was meant to be. Christmas was just another day to him.
Look at his sleepy, little head. That baby is gone. He is a little (BIG!) boy now, about to have his first REAL Christmas, and the tears well up in my eyes.
I hope I can make it magical for him.
Went to bed early
So I wouldn’t eat again
I’m so pathetic.
Dreams of cookies haunt
I want to stuff my facehole
My butt keeps growing.
Tomorrow I wake
Another day of trying
Not to be a pig.
I’ve gained 7 lbs since Halloween, and it’s not cool. I was already STILL NOT BACK TO MY PRE-BABY WEIGHT, and so now I’m even further away again.
How bad is it when your fat rolls have fat rolls?
All the gluttony and sedentary behavior lately has activated the yeast in my muffin-top, and it’s rising fast, spilling over my waist band. I’m totally the Pillsbury Doughboy now. I have to take control before I’m the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man.
I have 20 lbs to lose now.
Wish me luck!
Wanna see more of my Haiku Fridays?
Dang, I loves me some bling. And there are some FREAKIN’ AWESOME people out there, feeding my need for it.
Have I mentioned before that I am needy? That you must love me? No? Well, yeah.
Apparently the answer is, “Yes, yes I am.”
Some time ago (October 17th) Dawn was being all generous and gave me this award:
And I have to say it’s not often I get recognized for anything having to do with BEING NICE.
(Most of the time it’s my ultra anger and quick temper, sarcastic comments and snide remarks, or snarky attitude and violent tendencies that tend to get noticed. In a not good way.)
So, that’s special, and stuff. And it means I have her properly fooled. Perhaps it’s time to get her drunk and really take advantage of her tender feelings towards me? Hm.
I, in turn, am giving the lovely award/button-thingy to:
Amanda, because she is often nice when I couldn’t be,
Karleigh, because she considers it a blessing to know my family! Wow.
Anna, because she always leaves me such sweet comments.
Put these on your myspace blogs or pages or something, or I’ll hunt you down and rip off yer faces.
Oh, that wasn’t very nice, was it? Hm. Well, I already got the award, so HAHA!
In what I can only liken to a drug-dealer feeding a first-timer his first several hits of coke, Veronica keeps giving me BUTTONS!
(Don’t stop, don’t stop… right in that vein, oh yeah….)
This one claims that I’m a Blogging Star. I always knew I was hot stuff!
Check out its shiny-goodness:
Oh, yeah, and this was on Veronica’s post about it, so I’ll put it here as well… don’t want anyone giving me death threats later for not following rules of some sort… or something like that.
The Blogging Star was created by Barb of Skittles’ Place, who says:
This award is for bloggers who shine their light throughout the Blogosphere. Some do it with humor, others with creativity, and others with their kind and thoughtful natures. We all know more than a few of them so why not give them some recognition?
Here’s what to do if you receive this:
* Proudly display it on your blog along with a link to who gave it to you.
* Mention that it originated here at Skittles’ Place so I can follow its journey.
* Pass it on to any blogger(s) you think should have it.
And I’d like to pass this one on to one of my very best friends, Sarah Porter, who has been blogging her freaking heart out since before I ever even knew her.
Her posts are funny, intelligent, and always entertaining. Go read her, subscribe to her feeds, and love on her with many comments, please.
Also, apparently, I’m a “Treat!”
What? You didn’t know?
Well, I am. A Sweet, Yummy Treat. So there.
And here’s proof…
Now, if I could just be covered in nuts… wait, let’s not finish that thought.
I’ve had so many great new commenters lately, and I freakin’ LOVE all of you, man.
But who’s been ‘treating’ me to LOTS of ego petting lately? The really special kind?
Well, Secret Agent Mama and Heidi Hyde are definitely getting this one.
SAM’s my self-appointed “Stalker McStalkerson” (you crack me up, woman) and HH claims to have a crush on me. Advertises it on her site! I couldn’t be happier.
I officially love her all day and night for that.
For all of you out there who may also be really, really ridiculously good looking bloggers, please remember, “Just because we have chiseled abs and stunning features, it doesn’t mean that we too can’t not die in a freak gasoline fight accident.”
Words to live by.
Who woulda thunk it?
I received this shiny award from Rhonda for being damn funny. Yes, I know it doesn’t say, “damn” anywhere on it. I’m taking creative license.
Thanks, Rhonda! It’s nice to know that nowadays, people aren’t just laughing AT me because I’m a stupid dork, but they are actually sometimes laughing WITH me!
You know who else is damn funny? Bill Gathen has been making me laugh my freaking ass off lately. This guy is hilarious, and his writing is witty and intelligent. Go forth and read him. Subscribe to his words and love them. You will be glad you did.
She’s been such a good friend to me already in the short time I’ve known her. She’s a blog friend who I believe has my back. She’ll answer my e-mails and stick with me if I’m worried about something (like my husband flying in possible ice/snow conditions, let’s say?) and make me feel better.
She gets stuff. You know? I *heart* her, lots.
Can I give this back to you, Dawn? Heh.
I guess not, but the person I would like to give this to is someone else who’s been supporting me ever since I left the HOLE that is the Myspace Blog and come out into the real blog world:
V-Ronnie, you have been a true friend to me! Giving me advice, honoring me with bloggy bling, linking me here, there, and everywhere, sending me e-mails, commenting me on this site AND A Braden A Day literally every post, making me laugh all the time, and giving my son a friend to raise cyber hell with.
I love you, girl!
Thanks for all the bling, you amazing, loving folks!
Check out where I store all my bling… BUTTON MADNESS!
And, after all that, You get my list of:
13 Blogs That I Read and You Should, Too:
(I didn’t include those that I have already linked in this post, but those are A GIVEN, PEOPLE)
1. Antique Mommy
2. Attack of the Redneck Mommy
3. Bub and Pie
4. Daring Young Mom
6. Fabulous Mommy Fussypants
7. Frog and Toad are Still Friends
8. Joy Unexpected
10. Oh, The Joys
11. Playgroups Are No Place For Children
12. Toddled Dredge
13. Velveteen Mind
Wanna see more Thursday Thirteen?
He doesn’t quite have the pose down yet, but he’s working on it.
I’m fine with it as long as I never catch him pulling this one.
Braden has become quite fond of apples lately. But only apples in the certain way he wants them. Yes, if you try to cut up an apple all nice-like for The Exalted One, he will kindly repay you by thrashing in his high chair, grumbling, then whining, and then end the show by shrieking while flinging the disgusting, offensive apple slices in all directions. Just as long as those hideous creatures no longer grace his tray.
Didn’t you know that he’s a big boy now? He only wants to eat WHOLE apples.
Can he eat a whole apple in under 7 days? Why yes, he can! It only takes him 6 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes!
Will you become “Murder Target Number One” if you take it away from him before he’s done? Why, yes! Yes, you will!
So, ok. I let him walk around all day with an apple lately. It makes him rather happy. He munches it, slobbers on it, and rubs it on various items as he walks by them, then continues eating it. I cringe and bite my lip, but I let him have it. He enjoys walking around with it, and randomly throwing it down on the floor over and over again.
I saw him eat a piece of my hair off his apple today. I thought, “Hmmm. That’ll hold a few log chunks together later.”
When he finally gets almost done with it, he has eaten all the flesh and come to the core, reducing it to a slobbery, mushy mess I like to call, “Choke-Fest 2007,” and he doesn’t entirely understand why I have to take it from him.
“Honey, that’s the core, if you try to put that whole last part in your mouth and cram it to the back of your throat like that, you can get hurt… no… stop doing that… give it to Mommy! Braden, now, see how you’re making that gagging sound and you can’t breath so well? That’s exactly what Mommy was trying to warn you about.”