First, I will announce last week’s winners–as I intended to do yesterday. Tammy Carter and Laura Ann Harris, your books will be on their way pronto. Enjoy! As always, a new contest is underway at this very moment. All you have to do is comment, and you’re in. 2 winners will be chosen at random and will each receive an autographed copy of one of my books. What about the crazy title I’ve given today’s post? Well, those of you who’ve been hanging around the virtual ranch for a while will probably recall that I am a real sucker for stickers–gold stars, butterflies, little crowns–whatever, I love them all, though the shiny ones are particular favorites. As a child, I would memorize the entire New Testament (slight exaggeration here) just to get that little metallic star next to my name on a chart at Sunday school. (I once won a week at church camp for committing the most Bible verses to memory.) Ridiculous as it may sound, given that I am no spring chicken, as the saying goes, I STILL get a little thrill when I can reward myself in this small way. For the last month or so, I’ve been slapping a pretty sticker in my Weight Watchers tracker (a food journal) every time I meet my goal to exercise 5 times within a given week. Hence, today is sticker day–and the achievement was a bit more of a challenge this time around, because I’ve been traveling–more on that in the next paragraph–and since my WW week runs from Wednesday to Wednesday, and I returned home on Friday evening, I needed to hop on my bike and pedal diligently if I wanted to reach my objective. (I normally work out early in the morning, as my batteries start to run down an hour or two after lunch.)
DRAT! Once AGAIN, the computer gremlins ate a MAJOR chunk of my blog. I’ll fill you in on my visit with Debbie Macomber tomorrow.