…I’m talking about food over on the AllAccess blog. I’m also sharing a couple of my mama’s recipes.
Big fun in store, my friends.
Big fun indeed.
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…I’m talking about food over on the AllAccess blog. I’m also sharing a couple of my mama’s recipes.
Big fun in store, my friends.
Big fun indeed.
We had an unexpected change-o-family-plans earlier this week (vague enough for you? you’re ever-so-welcome), and as a result of that situation there’s been an extra young’un at our house for the last few days. We have loved – LOVED – having him here, and even though I’m pretty sure his parents won’t go for it, we’re thinking of keeping him forever.
Or maybe they could just loan him to us periodically. That would be delightful.
So we’ve been doing all sorts of wild and wonderful summertime activities so that our visiting little man won’t think so much about the fact that MY PEOPLE, THEY ARE NOT HERE WITH ME, and he has been an absolute trooper. We’ve hung out at the park and at the most refreshingly air-conditioned McDonald’s PlayPlace in North America; we’ve been to the pool and to the movies; we’ve taken every cushion off of every piece of furniture and made the world’s largest pillow pile in the middle of our living room.
There’s been some exceptional jumping on that pillow pile. You have no idea.
And if I can’t figure out what to do next I think I’ll just round up some tambourines and drums and let the preschoolers in the house start themselves a band.
It’ll be my one and only shot at singing lead vocals.
And don’t you love how I threw out that musical activity option as if I have an extensive on-hand supply of musical instruments?
Like I’ll just go pull some tambourines and drums out of the storage closet where I keep all our maracas, trumpets and guitars?
Finally, this morning we were at the movies and I had to take Alex to the restroom, and since I’m out of practice at the whole hauling-a-toddler-on-my-hip deal, I lost my balance when we rounded the last corner on our way back to our seats.
And when I stumbled I inadvertently stepped on a fellow theatre patron’s toe, and apparently the pain was quite severe on her end, because she yelled “OW!” and dropped her popcorn and then yelled “OW!” one more time.
I whisper-apologized profusely while trying to find our row as unobtrusively as possible (there was, after all, a movie playing), and the nice injured lady said that she was FINE, REALLY, SHE WAS JUST FINE as she held on to her foot for dear life and rocked back and forth in her chair.
So I spent the next ten minutes glancing over at the woman and wondering if EMTs have ever been summoned to a movie theatre for some sort of toe-related injury, because judging from how long she clung to that foot, I don’t think my flip-flops with the three-inch wedge heels did her any favors.
When the movie was over I tried to find her so that I could apologize again (I am an over-apologizer. It’s a trait that fits nicely with my over-worrying.), but by the time we returned to the scene of the toe-stepping crime, all that was left was her pile of popcorn on the theatre floor.
I sort of halfway expected to see a taped outline of her sandal.
But then again, I tend to err on the side of irrational.
Just consider it part of my charm.
I was all prepared to be done with the giveaways. Really. I was.
I decided to take a break from them for awhile because, well, they’re time-consuming, and I figured that unless I ran across some Deeply Memorable Music, there was nothing I could give away that wouldn’t keep until fall.
But then I found out about Ethel gloves.
And I just had to – HAD TO – share them.


Say it with me, internets: SASSSSSS-SY.
And who says you can’t be sassy when you’re working in your yard?
They’re also super-durable. According to some information that the Ethel people sent me, the gloves are made to fit the contours of women’s hands, they’re made from four-way stretch Spandex and breathable, synthetic leather materials for flexibility and lightweight comfort, they’re designed to protect with an elasticized extended cuff and reinforced fingertips, and they’re machine washable.
Plus, lest you forget: SASSSSSS-SY.
Seriously. These gloves are so cute that I’m wondering if I can’t wear them all the time.
Like, you know, to the Walmarts or the Publix.
I’ll be just like Doris Day in “Pillow Talk.” Only instead of pairing my gloves with a belted dress, a saucy hat, and a mink stole, I’ll be wearing them with some cropped yoga pants, a t-shirt and flip-flops.
It’s a look that could TOTALLY catch on, don’t you think?
Why, I believe I’ve solidified a new fashion goal.
Anyway, the people at Ethel gloves have very graciously offered to give away five pairs of their gloves to five lucky winners, and here’s what you have to do to be eligible to win.
1. Click here to visit the Ethel gloves site.
2. Check out their five different styles. You’ll find the styles listed across the bottom of the main page – just click on the style’s name (“gala,” “expression,” etc.) to see a picture.
3. Come back here and tell me which style you like best.
4. The end.
And if you see all the sassy on the Ethel site and think YOU HAVE TO HAVE THEM RIGHT THIS SECOND, you can enter in the discount code “Boomama” and get 10% off your order for the next thirty days.
Also, I could write an entirely separate post about how much I adore the name “Ethel,” but instead of doing that I think I’ll just call dibs and say that NO ONE ELSE ON THE INTERNET CAN NAME A DAUGHTER “ETHEL” EXCEPT ME.
I FEEL THAT’S TOTALLY FAIR.
See? I am very reasonable.
And good luck with the giveaway, y’all!
*until I change my mind and do another giveaway, thank you.
This giveaway is now closed.
My first AllAccess post is up here.
Because I’m sure you’ve been waiting on pins and needles.
PINS AND NEEDLES.
It’s also worth noting that at one point yesterday I had THREE posts up on AllAccess because I am still on the backside of the learning curve with their blogging platform.
Where apparently “schedule post” means “POST WILL PUBLISH IN MERE NANOSECONDS.”
And this has absolutely nothing to do with blogging, but I just gave my cousin’s little boy J. a blueberry PopTart for breakfast.
His first one.
*sigh*
What a sweet, tender privilege.
This day is shaping up to be the stuff of mem’ries, my friends.
The stuff of mem’ries.
A couple of months ago Melanie and I had a meeting with some great people from Lifeway Women.
And they told us that they were planning to start a blog.
And after we talked for awhile, they asked us if we might want to, you know, write some stuff for their blog.
And then I looked around the room to make sure they were actually talking to me because, well, it was Lifeway, and I’m a person who writes a blog that’s primarily about fried chicken, television, and klassy topics like this and this. Not to mention the fact that my early twenties were A BIT OF A SPIRITUAL TRAIN WRECK.
(This is where the devil wants me to list all the mistakes I made back then, but I will not be cooperating with his wishes because 1) he’s the devil and 2) believe you me HE HAS CAUSED ME ENOUGH GRIEF ALREADY.)
And as it turns out, the whole spiritual-train-wreck thing is one of the reasons why writing for this Lifeway blog was a no-brainer. And not because I did dumb stuff in my early twenties and as such I should be rewarded! With a new writing opportunity!
Um, please.
It was a no-brainer because, more than a decade removed from All The Foolish Foolhardy Foolishness, I know firsthand that God does life-changing (LIFE! CHANGING!) work through Lifeway’s Bible studies and conferences.
Because remember what Paul says in Ephesians 3:20-21? Well, HE ISN’T KIDDING, PEOPLE.
So as women who, like so many of you, sit in the Lifeway conferences and do the Bible studies and read the books and marvel at God’s unlimited grace and mercy as we walk through that whole working-out-your-salvation thing, Melanie and I are tickled to be able to contribute to the Lifeway AllAccess blog. Because now we’ll get to write (or, in my case, “write”) about sitting in the conferences and doing the Bible studies and reading the books and marveling at the grace.
And don’t worry. We’ll for sure be taking our collective crazy over to the Lifeway site. There’s really no sense in pretending to be normal since the pretending requires way too much effort and, quite frankly, we’re tired.
Mel and I – along with the Lifeway women’s ministry team – will be posting on AllAccess a few times a week while continuing business as usual on our personal blogs. And while I won’t put up a big flag in the sidebar every single time I have a new post over there (Mel has a post up today, and I’ll post for the first time tomorrow, probably), I do have a Lifeway AllAccess button over there to the left, and I’d love it if you’d click on it from time to time to see what’s going on.
Because one thing is for sure: this new blog won’t be nearly as fun without all of you.
So y’all come see us, ya hear?
All righty, everybody – here are the five winners of the Marla Taviano book giveaway.
22 – Emily C (no blog; Juno email)
67 – Christina
102 – Suzy – so the prize officially goes to Amy H. (Suzy left a comment saying that if she won, she’d like to give her prize to the first commenter, and I just think that’s so great that I’m going to send Suzy a book for being so dadgum generous. So Suzy, if you’d email me your mailing address, that would be perfect.)
113 – Gretchen
124 – jill (no blog; gmail email)
Congratulations, everybody!
I’ll email this list-o-winners to Marla, and she’ll be in touch about which book you want and where you’d like it shipped.
And if you didn’t win, remember that you can still order the Fancy BooMama Special – all 3 of Marla’s books for only $20 – a mighty fine deal indeed. The special is good for one week – until Monday, June 16.
Thanks for playing, internets!
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