Monday, October 27, 2008

LOVE the game, AND the Playah

EEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I'm so freakin' excited!!

I've said it before and I'll say it again - oh, how the Baroness loves it when a plan comes together.

You people - you really are a creative lot. You can been a little timid, but with some Belgian chocolate and a warm mug of mulled apple cider (I'm all about the cider)(ok, more the mulling), I might coax y'all out of your shells yet.

I've received my first "Option A" entry for the Baroness Book Giveaway (which ends tonight at midnight) - and it is has been embraced the challenge with enthusiastic delight. You are most certainly a winner, Countess of Yick Yack - you can throw that in the trunk and take it to the bank, sistah girl.

Pack, Unpack
"The Countess of YY woke up with a sense of dread. Not because it was forecasted to have flurries that day but the for the fact she knew she had to pack for yet another trade show. LA was known for it's for glitz and glam. For the Countess who is neither glitzy or glamorous she was truly in a funk. Packing was something if she wasn't Jewish she would have given up for lent. Now she needed to decide does she pack her overnight bag, her 36" or 72" suitcase or just screw it and throw everything in her trunk and just drive to LA.

Hearing the voice of the Baroness in her head she defers to the overnight bag because whatever you don't have you can buy. What must she pack? Since the Countess of YY wants to be sure to get to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles, she must pack a GPS device.....oh that's right, she doesn't own one. Okay we will just trust a cab driver to get there.

Okay truth time here, if the Countess of YY were to list everything she were going to pack it would really be a snore fest as she tends to over pack and is thinking of forming a club called Overpackers Anonymous. The things she always has on her is a good book. That way if she is kept waiting on the tarmac, the airport, or whereever, she won't mind waiting. Number two her medication. Countess YY's philosophy - "Better living through Chemistry". A night light so she doesn't break her neck when she gets up in the middle of the night to ....well, you know. Oh yes, her make up. Heaven forbid she should leave home without it. Snacks, many both sweet and salty, Countess of YY has the metabolism of a hummingbird according to those her know her. These are things she carries with her no matter where she goes. Hence her 35 lb purse. She has recently seen a chiropractor, since her favorite massage therapist lives in another country.

Her sense of dread lifts as she sits down on the plane, fastens her seat belt, shoves her bag with both feet under the seat in front of her. She says a prayer of thanks to the travel G-ds for getting the free upgrade then turns to see who she is going to be sharing her flight with and it takes her breath away when she realizes it is..."

OK Baroness, that is it. I want to win the book as I love books. I have moved a million times and I bet I move 1000lbs of books each time I move. I always told my kids don't ever marry someone who doesn't read. what more can I say, there is nothing better than a good book except a best friend. The best thing is when the best friend reads and can suggest good books to you and visa versa.

There is nothing like the smell and feel of book..............................

The Countess of Yick Yack


Cormac Brown said...


Not Afraid to Use It said...

I just wanted to let you know I posted a cancer story over on my blog today. Not that all cancer stories are the same, obviously, but I wanted to let you know.

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