But this is the day that you've been waiting for.
I know that you've tossed and turned, and turned and tossed... and maybe even paced the floor in anticipation.
This is the day that the Old Guy dons his cute little "I Feel Lucky" boxer shorts, and draws the name of one lucky
(Oops... maybe I shouldn't use the word
ONE of you is going to get lucky and win the
But not yet.
We're not doing the draw yet.
See, I have all the names printed off and folded, and ready to go (and I'm still adding names as they come in).... but the Old Guy is still in bed.
Dreaming of fishing or something.
Or maybe he's having nightmares about being seen in his boxer shorts by millions of women world-wide?
Or maybe... just maybe... he's the one doing the tossing and turning and pacing the floor in anticipation of strutting his stuff for y'all?
But I kind of doubt it.... since it's just 4am and I'm the only one in this family that's dumb enough to be up at this hour.
Give the guy a chance to wake up... get his cute little butt in gear... and head on over to this nut house.
Preferably with coffee in hand.
I need me some coffee.
It's just 4:20am guys.... gimme a break here... *yawn*