…we’ve got us a little caption contest goin’ on.

…who lives in the Birmingham, Alabama area, will you leave me a comment? I’ve potentially got something up my sleeve that’ll happen mid-October-ish, and I need to send y’all an email about it.

And for the sake geographical boundaries, let’s define “Birmingham area” as within thirty miles of downtown.

I’m going to close these comments around 9 central time tonight because I need to send out the email ASAP, so if you leave a comment, you should have an email from me shortly after comments close.

And even if you know that I know you live around these parts, leave a comment anyway. I don’t want to leave out anybody.

Thanks, y’all!

p.s. This post is going to self-destruct at approximately 9:01 pm. :-)

So right now I’m in Las Vegas, where according to my best (finely-honed) temperature estimation it’s a crisp and refreshing 102 degrees. This kind of heat just makes me want to head out for a nice, long run while wearing a coordinated (and lined!) windsuit-type ensemble.

It’s actually a beautiful day out here, made even better by the fact that my sweet friend Big Mama is with me. We’re here for a Lifeway women’s event (the last Deeper Still of the year) and ready to get us a FRESH WORD tonight, amen.

But the real reason I’m writing this post is to tell you that I just had a hair-related crisis-of-faith. Last night I was overcome by a need to freshen up my roots and cover up my gray, and in a moment of weakness I packed a little something extra in my suitcase:

Oh yes. Oh yes I did.

So just a minute ago I slipped it out from underneath the clothes in my suitcase, and Melanie raised her eyebrows at me like, “SISTER, YOU’D BETTER STEP BACK.” I tried to explain to her that in addition to the gray I have some ROOT ISHAHS, but she would have nothing to do with my excuses. She refused to enable me. She said, “But what if it goes wrong? What if your hair turns some strange color? I mean, I would no doubt appreciate the blog fodder if something went awry, but I just don’t think you should do it. I think you should leave well enough alone.”

And then she glared at my root touch-up kit and rebuked it. In the strong name of Jesus.

I’m telling y’all: in difficult times, it is a deeply comforting to have a hair accountability partner.

We’ll be blogging as much as we can this weekend over at allaccess, so come by and see us if you get a chance. We’re hoping to put up some video tonight when we get back to the hotel.

Now if you’ll excuse me, my roots and I need to put on some make-up. Because I’m sure that make-up is going to look beautiful once I walk out into the burning desert sun.

Have a great weekend, everybody!

Now you may look at the picture below and think, “Wow. A cardboard mailing tube. And I should care because…?”

But if you’re a certain five year-old, you’d see that mailing tube, ask your daddy to cut the ends off of it, and then you’d christen ye olde mailing tube as “THE MOST! AWESOME! SUPER SLIDE! EVVVVVVVER!”

And see those Star Wars action figures off to the side of the picture? Super Slide casualties. Which is understandable, of course. The Super Slide is very tricky.

Now I certainly don’t wish bodily harm on the Stormtroopers. That would just be wrong. But I’m thinking that they’re gonna have to buck up, throw on an air cast, and brave the Super Slide again, because that sassy cardboard cylinder has provided HOURS of entertainment this week.

Hours.

In fact, I’m thinking of having it bronzed.

So. What’s the favorite non-toy toy in your house? Think it can go toe-to-toe with THE MOST AWESOME SUPER SLIDE EVVVVVVVER?

Holla back in the comments. I have a feeling I’m going to laugh my head off when I read them.

Shannon is live-blogging Senator John McCain’s acceptance speech tonight over at BlogHer – thought some of y’all might like to check it out!

So. Remember this?

Well, now it’s this:

I know. I KNOW. I’m two months late to my own dadgum party. But, you know, I’ve been very busy procrastinating.

And seriously – summer just turned out to be way crazier than I anticipated. Crazier in a good way, mind you, but not necessarily in a way that lent itself to tackling home improvement projects.

You should also know that my list-o-goals is now MUCH smaller. I’m shooting to have my bedroom painted, THE END.

If you’d like to grab a new button for your blog, you can do that right here:

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Big fun in store.

And thanks for being so patient, y’all.

For real(s).