Finding Direction: The Wind Vane Chronicles

Oh – y’all still waiting for the announcement of the winners in the “Tom’s Caps” contest?  Sorry to be so long getting back to you, but getting my “care” cut (along with my hair) took a lot longer than I thought it would.

The deal was . . . Tom had an appointment at the same time to have his hair cut – both of us at 11:30 a.m. – and so I took full advantage of the situation by asking him in front of the entire staff & their customers at “Looking Good” (little plug there for Kenny!) if he’d like to take me to lunch.  What could he say, you know?

He was sweet and said, “Sure, Babe – anything you want!”

My kind of guy, I’m telling ya!

After a great salad at lunch, I had to go to Wally World next door to get groceries, etc, and that took a long time.  And I do mean LONG.  It’s not that I had that much to get – but school starts here tomorrow (good grief – what’s happened to summer?).  Need I say more?  Talk about total chaos.

On the other hand, my long lost sister materialized pretty quickly, so another family crisis adverted.  Although, I read her the riot act for not going by or even calling Mom since they returned home from our great adventure at the Great Wolf Lodge three weeks ago.  She lives no more than maybe a mile away from Mom, and while I know she has a busy life of her own with (grown) girls, etc – well – let’s just say I think the “problem” is resolved.  Or soon will be, even if I have to go out to Abilene (road trip, road trip) to see how things are going, myself.

Uhhh . . . oh . . . yeah, right.  Here goes:

We (moi) had multiple excellent entries in the question of how many caps Tom had stuffed in the 9 slot “shoe” box in our closet.  To reiterate – the closest entry to the correct number wins a really neat cap.  The furthest entry also gets a cap, but I would call it more of a “booby prize.”  Still – I will send the winner said cap if the “winner” still wants it after I post it’s picture next time here at Finding Direction – me modeling said creation.  So, stay tuned.  There’s more fun to come.

To set the stage for the top winner – closest to the correct number of caps in the box – here’s a photo of them all on our bed with Tom in attendance:

I don’t know how accurately you can count or guess at the number of caps there, but it is 40.  So, while Laura came very close with 45, Greg was closest (I’m ignoring the plea for a guitar instead of a cap and also his ruinous efforts to later be the farthest from the number, rather than sticking with his first answer, which was closest) with his first guess of 36.

Yea, Greg!!  (And kudos to Laura for coming really close!)

So, Greg – if you will send me the address to which you want your cap mailed, I will get it to you forthwith, i.e. when I have time amidst various and asundry family crises.

Drum roll . . . the winner of the “booby prize” is Judy, with an entry of 1,223.  Again – Judy – if (and this is a BIG if) after you see me model the booby prize cap in the next edition of Finding Direction (along with comments about the caps among Tom’s collection), you would like to actually get the cap in person, please email me with your mailing address and I will most happily send it to you (and have one less Goodwill offering to lug over).

That’s it for now, boys & girls (and whomever among you are dull and boring “adults.”  Stay tuned for the modeling of the booby prize cap upon moi and all sorts of new entertainment to brighten and enlighten you day.

Me?  I’m headin’ over to Facebook to see what’s up with my 116 friends (& family – this is lately the main way I’ve been keeping up with my kids!) today.

Cheers & many blessings to you all today!  Dee