I buy new jackets for my husband.
He just refuses to get rid of this jean jacket that he has had for nearly twenty years.
My family has a bizarre need to wear certain clothing until it falls to pieces. Miss EBet is one of my worse offenders, she had a sweatshirt that I finally could no longer stand when it had shredded its way clear to half-length sleeves. Mind you sweat shirts don't really ravel, this was disintegrated by wear alone.
Okay now I feel better. And in Dirt's defense, for his seeming to desire to look like some sort of refuge, betadine and blood stains are wicked impossible to get out so why trash a nice jacket eh?
Well I won a little sumin' sumin' off of Ethel at Our_Views, by responding to her post that was this exactly:
"I "won" a homemade gift by leaving one of the first 5 comments on another person's blog, now I'll see who my first 5 are.
I'm thinking I might knit a sweater for everyone...what a joke! Lucky you!
The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me!
My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)
4- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!
Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!
So....who will be the first 5 people?????"
To which I will add a request, that after you comment you e-mail me your address, you don't have to in order to win of course but then you will be very limited in what you will recieve from me. Oh, and if your number six or eight, or thirty-four, remember I have issues with rules I don't think matter and if you beg even just a little, I might have a little sumin' sumin' for you anyway, just don't tell the "blog giveaway game" police.
So I let you all have plenty of time to comment and I am going to take a little breakish then I will be back with a couple of good stories. One about what dogs bring back to you that you thought you buried, one about a young girl and her brother's '64 Impala, and one about Dirt showing a fellow goat raiser how to castrate a goat.
Terry came back from her ski trip with a new book for me to read (A.W. Tozer of course), my house is slightly untidy from having the warden out sick for a few days, so it's not that I don't love you and love to talk with you Dear Reader, but somethings are piling up and I must try and be responsible for a change.
By the way it is snowing at my house, not sticking mind you but it is snowing. And the birdies look so cute out at the feeders. So bye for now, yes, I am really going to go this time.