Heavens to Betsy!
Look what came in my e-mail this week.
I still can't quite believe Cat Daddy and I are now two of the 350+!
Quick...somebody pinch me before I get too excited.
While enjoying my breakfast of toast, I foolishly did a quick count of the weeks until the show kicks off....and me-thinks I might have wet me-self! Good thing I'm a woman of...ahem...a slightly older generation who knows the hidden value of a good Depends...otherwise, I'da been changing into dry britches.
Speaking of Depends, dry and toast, that brings up an unpleasant subject. I hate to tell y'all this, but you can expect a lot of commercials outta me over the next 9 weeks and 5 days.
You're thinking you're already being bombarded with political ads and now you gotta read infomercials here...right? I swear y'all...upon a stack of butter pats...nothing negative will come outta this keyboard.
Sadly, It's part of the job. Besides...I need to make sure y'all can find me on that sleepy, little, two-lane stretch of road known as Hwy. 237.
When I say sleepy, you best understand that's under normal circumstances...'cause twice a year, during Antiques Weeks, the sleeping giant awakens with a roar. It morphs into Fayette County's version of Interstate 20...complete with jaywalkers, bumper to bumper traffic and honking horns. On the plus side...and this is a big ol' plus...it also comes with handsome lawmen on horseback for traffic/people control.
Top that big city life!
(I'm getting positively giddy just talking about it.)
I don't want to lose any readers from an ad blitz, but people...I got bills to pay and stuff to buy. In an effort to keep from being too boring when I'm trying to sell myself (and let's be honest here...I'm selling Cat Daddy and me as much I as am our merchandise!), I plan on offering up sneak peeks as the weeks turn into days. I won't be showing y'all too much though. Think of it as a strip tease...junker style. I'll show just enough to make you wanna see more, but hold back just enough to stir your imagination! Gypsy Rose Lee I ain't, but I still got a little dango in my fan...wait and see!
|One of my window displays at Winnie & Tulula's|
All I ask is y'all keep riding shotgun with me...please.
I promise you up and down, the ride may get a little wild from time to time, but it's gonna be smooth blacktop once we get where we're going.
How do I know you ask?
God's been shoving all the boulders off my road...one rock at a time.