Come On Down

Well, turns out I only had $5 and less than a quarter of a tank of gas, and I forgot my blanket and pillow, so I decided to postpone my escape plan. I'm still doing it. Just another time. Something to look forward to. I'm actually creating an address list of everyone who has bought my love, and plan on going from house to house until I find somewhere that suits me. So, don't be surprised to find me on your doorstep one day, asking for internet access and dinner.

I also couldn't leave last night because I was afraid one of you would kill yourselves if you didn't get your Orville Redenbacher's. Clearly to get comments, I have to give you all stuff. Whores.

I'm going to ask Orville Redenbacher's for a case of Smart Pop and I'll just give away a bag with every post. It says a lot that tantrums and threatening to shoot adorable animals get minimal results, but offering popcorn gets all kinds of response. That's some damn good popcorn.

So this morning I had Big Kid write out numbers 1-69 (tee-hee), close his eyes, and point to the winner...and the winner is....ADAM AND KAYLA'S MOMMY!! Who didn't even think Big Kid could count that high! For future reference, he can count at least to 200...that's about when I make him stop because I get sick of hearing it.

So email me your info to Ashleysclosetblog @ yahoo.com (no spaces, trying to throw off the Nigerian scammers) and you will get a prize!

Otherwise, I'm here to stay. For a while. I suppose.

I have all kinds of links I want to share with you all, and it's a slow-moving sort of day (compared to my normal productive self...), so stay tuned for that.