Our labor day consisted of taking the boys to Busch Gardens and then going to to dinner with Thomas’ friend from highschool who just had a baby girl.
I have a few thoughts on the day:
Seeing two 20-somethings riding a “rollercoaster” meant for small children… when they had no children? Totally weird. And this wasn’t some ride that was stuck in between a bunch of big people rides, you actually have to go into the Sesame Street section of the park to get there.
Why, when there are 6 large attractions in the park and a billion other rides, would you wait in line to get in a baby coaster that lasts all of 10 seconds? Still scratching my head on that one.
I sat in mud on one right. The LAST thing a woman on her period, in an amusement park with limited bathrooms, when she forgot her purse with back-ups in the car, is to sit in mud and spend the rest of the day looking like she crapped her pants. That is WORSE than blood.
It’s no secret that I don’t get out much, or make new real life friends very often. I tend to forget that I have absolutely no filter on the things that I say or who I say them to. This was made clear at dinner when I got the good ol’ “Glad I finished eating” response to a comparison I made between baby poop and a playdoh fun factory.
What? Poop isn’t good dinner convo? Since when??
One of the other people at dinner not only doesn’t have children, but does not WANT children. I don’t think he even likes children. He looked painfully uncomfortable during dinner when the conversation, of course, gravitated back to kids and babies and all the weird things that go along with them.
It should be a given that when you have dinner with parents, especially brand new parents, that you’re going to be hearing about kids basically nonstop. It’s not like we have anything else going on.
His parting comment? “I’m glad we’re not friends, you’re mean!”
Hey now, there’s a difference between mean and honest!
And now onto the “big” news, well, to me anyways.
A book giveaway contest!
Do you want my book? How would you like it for free? How would you like it for free before ANYONE else can buy it?
Well, here’s your chance!
Tomorrow at noon I will start a 10 day Facebook referral contest. Ten days just so anyone who Likes the page late can get in on the action too.
Here’s what you have to do if you want to participate:
Spread the word! It’s really just that simple. Tell anyone and everyone about my book, my blog, and the new Facebook Fan page. Get them to Like my Facebook page, and post on my wall that you sent them. I will be keeping track, and by the end of the 10 days, the person with the most referrals wins my book (and any other goodies I can scrape together like coupons and freebies).
The only tiny bit of fine print I have for you is that the top referrer cannot have less than 25 Likes total (as I have to buy my own book and ship it to the winner, just trying to make sure it’s a fair trade if ya know what I mean).
And that’s it! That’s the contest. You can win my book totally for free, and it helps spread the word. We all win! Give me a heads up if you’d be so kind and let me know if you’re going to participate so I have your name written down to make it easier to keep track of your number of referrals.
Remember, the contest starts tomorrow at noon and runs for 10 days! Get ready and happy “spamming”
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