March's Winner and April's Contest!

So I don't know about you, but I'm having fun with this. So I'm gonna continue 'til interest runs out.

I asked you to make me laugh, and since a comment by  ayane_tsurugi (whose username I had to re-type four times before I got it right) of scene snippets from Bones, Castle, Firefly and a video of Sheldon in the ball pit from Big Bang Theory made me laugh the hardest (BAZINGA!), she is the winner of either a handmade bag or a $15 Amazon giftcard, her choice.  Congratulations, darlin'!  Let me know which, and you can send your address to persephone3333@gmail.com.

April's contest is ANGST month.  Now, I'm a fluff bunny at heart, so NO CHARACTER DEATH, but whoever writes the angstiest, heart-ripped-out-of-your-chest-and-squished-like-a-raisin story before April 30 at midnight will win an assortment of bubble baths and lush bath bombs so that they can soak to make them feel better after all that ansgty writing.

Ships I read:
Bones: Booth/Brennan
NCIS: Tony/Ziva
HP: Draco/Ginny, Pansy/Ron
Firefly: River/Jayne, Malcolm/Inara
Supernatural: (Brother fic is fine...but no slash, please)
True Blood: Eric/Sookie, Hoyt/Jessica
Castle: Castle/Beckett
Twilight: Jasper/Alice, Emmet/Rosalie
Friday Night Lights:  Any ship.  I'm not picky.

So there you have it.  I'd say 'make me cry,' but that just seems... dark, so I'll say good luck!

And this contest is open to anyone on my friends list.  You're welcome to pimp it out to people you think might enjoy writing, (unless they're awful or mean, I don't need any drama over here)  but they'll have to friend me first. :)

Cute Kid Story

We're wrapping up Holy Week over here, and for Good Friday, our pastor called for a churchwide fast for Good Friday from sunup to sundown. It wasn't mandatory or anything, but Nolan and I chose to participate. After sundown, however, we SPRINTED from the house to get takeout from Pei Wei.

I took Ethan with me since AJ had already crashed hard at 7:30 (and he made a big deal out of asking if he could stay up as late as he wanted, the cutie) and instead of singing along with the radio like we do when both of the boys are in the car, I flipped it off and started talking to my son. We had a great talk about his teachers and school, friends and so forth, and then, on a lark, I asked him if he had a girlfriend.

( This is how it went. )

All I can say is that I'm SO glad that all of those girls in the 4th grade are idiots, and my kid has too much hubris to be bothered by it all. Praise GOD.