(oh, the joys of being retired, eh?) he finally showed up at about 11:00am.
How's that for punctual?
And he showed up without his lucky undies.
Because he wore them yesterday. ( because quite frankly, when you're retired, one day is pretty much like the next I guess - and you get confused easily)
So no lucky underpants, I'm afraid.
Although he did wear his next best pair and I even took a gratuitous shot of those and one of his cute little tushy (thankfully covered by jeans)... Just to make your day.
But do NOT enlarge them to get a closer look.
I did... and I swear I'm never doin' the horizontal rumba with this man ever again!
Ermmm... uh, never mind.
Anyway, I printed off all the names this morning, folded them up and put them in a bag... shook the heck out of them and then dumped them in the hat.
And then I sat waiting and twiddling my thumbs,... just waiting for the Old Guy to show up.
dum de de dum dum... de de dum...
Which he finally did... but Lord knows what took him so long.
I didn't even ask.
All I know is, he probably wasn't waxing his back.
That's all I'm sayin'.
WHY does he look all hunched over and... odd, here?
Is he tryin' to look....sexy?
The "next best" pair of undies
His American ones.
(shielding my eyes here... and I recommend you do that same.)
The hat with all the names...
The Old Guy stirring the names, 'round and 'round.
YAY! Lookie here!
We have a WINNER!
It's Katidids!
Congratulations, Katidids!
(And no, he didn't wear the undies on his head... as you can plainly see...)
(And no, he didn't wear the undies on his head... as you can plainly see...)
Send me an email, and I'll start right in working on your prize!
Like I said, this will be tailored specifically to YOU... so I want to get this right!
