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You Can’t Always Get What You Want…

November 11, 2011

… unless, of course, you’re me. And this is what I want:

For the last few months I’ve been finding it harder and harder to reconcile myself with the fact that caption contest runners-up get zippo. So I’ve decided to change the rules. As we approach holiday shopping season, the timing seems perfect for a little low-key largesse, so starting with the October runners-up (sorry all you runners-up from September, August, July…) runners-up will receive $20 gift certificates to our e-store. It’s not lot, but fortunately our products are very reasonably priced. So forget about five golden rings and think magnets… or lip balm… or coin purses… or…

Ahem…

November 7, 2011

When my daughter looked at the caption contest finalists she laughed and laughed at this one:

It reminded her so much of her Grandpa (my Dad), who couldn’t STAND it when anyone (i.e. his daughter Anne) cleared her throat or sniffled. Apparently it resonated with a lot of you because the writer, Stacy Tate, is the winner of this month’s contest – congratulations, Stacy! There were many, many submissions about poking knitting needles in eyes, in feet, down throats… but I love the way the violence is merely implied in Stacy’s caption, and implied so subtly. Well done!

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October Caption Contest Finalists

November 2, 2011

Even with help from Nathan and our handyman friend Steve (who came by to fix a few windows but was not allowed to leave before voting on the twelve semifinalists) choosing this month’s six finalists was hard. It wasn’t made any easier by ignoring Nathan’s and Steve’s input. Your turn! Voting ends (ended) at midnight (east coast time) Sunday November 6th.
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November Caption Contest

November 1, 2011

While I try to narrow the almost 900 submissions – many of them hilarious! –for the October contest down to six finalists, why don’t you all get started on November?

I was inspired to choose this image by our 19-month-old granddaughter, who Nathan and I had with us for a whole weekend. Man! Can that child chow! I’ll be dreaming about feeding that darling little bottomless pit for weeks!