I’m actually posting for a third time this week, for the first time in quite a while. Like back when I first starting blogging 4 1/2 years ago when it was a brand new media form. Now, it’s ranked (according to an article I read this morning) among other main stream media, albeit a newer one.
Anyway, I said I would model the booby prize cap in last week’s cap contest that Judy shall receive if she still wants it after seeing moi in it – in two different poses – below. She left a comment this morning on my last post concerning her win, saying:
“I won! I won! 
I have been thinking I need a cap, you know for bad hair days or for after I’ve been cleaning and want to stop at a store and my hair looks wretched. But after your description and build-up, I’ll reserve my final determination.”
Yep . . . she might should reserve her final determination. Although, this is the perfect cap for a bad hair day. And cold weather. And, it’s very fashionable, being brown corduroy with genuine fake leather trim. And ear flaps that pull down from the interior for when it’s freezing. And . . . well, see for yourself (ignoring my terribly drooping left eyelid this morning that our insurance company refuses to cover for me to have corrected so I can see, for goodness sakes!). (When Medicare becomes our primary “insurance,” Heaven forbid – they will cover the eyelid surgery. Great comfort there, I’m tellin’ ya!) :
What?! Do I hear laughter out there? Probably at the way I look early in the morning sans makeup and before my eyelid gets better, which it usually does, somewhat, during the day. I’m sure you’re not laughing at Tom’s prized cap. Once upon a time. When he was a bloomin’‘ . . . younger person who hadn’t enough sense to stay out of the cold rather than wear the above concoction.
Your say, Judy.
As for you, Greg – being the top winner – you said Josh wears caps all the time and has quite a collection, himself, so I am going to send you your prize cap, anyway (even though you don’t wear them), so you can gaze upon it lovingly as Josh wears it, knowing it came from your dear friend(s), Dee (& Tom) down here in south Mississippi.
The prize cap has not yet been completely settled upon yet, but when it is, I shall have Tom model it for you all here before sending it to you, Greg. (For some totally out-of-the- blue, unknown reason, Tom refused to put on and model the cap above, so I had to model it for you.
That’s it for this Friday morning, August 7, 2009 from here in the heartland of south Mississippi. Y’all have a great weekend. Keep up with me on Facebook until Monday or so (if need be, add me as a friend, I’m easy to find on FB and even have Finding Direction “published” there, too).
Many blessings to each of you today! Dee
Love your fun sense of humor. All ya needed was a price tag hanging down!
Have a great weekend and hooray that you have felt like posting three days in a row. We can thank God you are feeling better.
Now THAT cap is just another reason why I don’t wear caps!! But to re-think my refusal of the cap … you are right. I would love to accept this gift from you and sacrifice on Tom’s part.
Uh, nada!
Not that I want to appear ungrateful for your generous price award, but if it’s all the same to you, just donate it to a charity in my name or give it to a homeless person. 
sorry, but yes that was me laughing
now that is a nice uptown elmer fudd hat!
you do look classy in that hat Dee!
THANKS FOR SHARING THE PHOTO; YOU LOOK REAL CUTE! :O)
Nice hat Dee.
It makes me think of “Cousin Eddy” on the movie, “Christmas Vacation” when he is emptying his R.V.’s blackwater into a storm sewer in a Chicago neighborhood. As the yuppie couple looks at him with digust he yells, “Merry Christmas – sh-_-_er was full.”