but, it isn't. Sorry guys. While I appreciate your birthday wishes oh so much, I have to tell you...today isn't the day! My Aunt Sandi is the one who started this rumor, I believe! But you can't blame her. By all accounts (except his!), my uncle wrote the date wrong in the book. To be honest, I can see where there could possibly be some confusion. My sister Sherri's birthday is September 4th. My cousin Sunshine's birthday is September 8th. My birthday is September 12th. We're all crammed in there together so I can see where one might get the date wrong. But what's in a date, right? The birthday wishes are still mighty appreciated!
Now here's the deal...I was going to announce a giveaway on my blog today. I took pictures, got everything all ready and then got distracted by other things...I had to tell you guys about Kat's mom and dad and their HRT patch, then I had to tell you about Tauna's , Julie's and Sue's Autumn postings and then I absolutely had to give a definition of Mojo because Marcia at Joy is My Goal and others had asked for it...well, before I knew it, I had already put 3 other posts up today! (Makes you wonder - how much can one person post in one day? Although, to be honest...3 or even 4 in one day isn't my "record" number...). It's either feast or famine with me, isn't it? So - in the interests of not being such a total Blog Pig today, I'll hold off on the giveaway post until tomorrow. And since my birthday is indeed September 12th, and I know for a fact that it's much better to give than to receive, that's when I'll draw the winner. So check back with me tomorrow to see what I'm giving away! Here's a hint: It has to do with the Most Wonderful Time of the Year...(oh act like you're surprised that I'd have a Christmas themed giveaway!).
P.S. Aunt Sandi - you're not going to believe this, but I just saw the UPS truck drive right past my house. I guess he couldn't see it (even though we live on the corner and we're the only two story house on the street and therefore, are pretty darn hard to miss!) I fear that the poor UPS VP's ear will never be the same if his driver doesn't open his eyes soon, will it?