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La Plates Giveaway

(First off, with all of the review-type blogs popping up, I feel the need to clarify that I do NOT write about products here unless I absolutely adore them and use them myself.)

With that being said, let me count the reasons why I love this line of darling, monogrammed melamine plates.

First off, LOOK AT THEM.

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So cute. SO CUTE I WANT TO SQUEEE ALL DAY LONG.

However, the cuteness is not the only reason I feel the need to squeee. Let me elaborate.

1. The plates are made from melamine, which is unbreakable, dishwasher-safe and BPA-free. (Hallejuah!)

2. They are perfect for kids and outdoor parties. (No need to waste paper plates!)

3. The design options are limitless.

4. They make a perfect gift for a new family addition. (Heads up. If you are a personal friend and just had a baby, this is probably what you will be receiving. Surprise!)

5. The owner of La Plates, Lara, donates a percentage of revenue to differing charities. This month, she is donating 10% of her web sales to the Ovarian Cancer National Alliance.

6. Just look at sweet Wito’s personal plate.

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(Of course, you knew it would be green. And simple. I’m like an open book over here.)

I could go on and on, but you can learn everything you need to know at the La Plates website.

Probably because she is a Kansas girl (which makes her a lovely person from the get-go), Lara has agreed to give one La Plate to a commenter, who can choose whatever design and monogram their little heart desires.

Additionally, Lara is offering a 10% discount to all whoorl readers by using the code “laplates10” at checkout.

From now until this Sunday, September 28th at 9pm PST, leave a comment and consider yourself entered. Good luck, and thanks to Lara for the giveaway!

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Good Reads

Your book recommendations are awesome, and like a good obsessive-compulsive organizational queen, I’ve entered all of the suggestions into my Goodreads account for safekeeping. I think I shall start with Charlaine Harris’ Southern Vampire series because, frankly, Kristin told me they were a “jiggity jillion times better than Twilight” in the comments.  And who am I to ignore such a bold statement? A JIGGITY JILLION TIMES? Sold.

As a thank you for your recommendations (keep ’em coming!), I am going to post a little giveaway tomorrow. A giveaway involving the cutest monogrammed object in the history of the world. I am not kidding, you will cry tears of precious joy.

I’m sobbing right now just thinking about it. Oh, wait…no, THAT would be due to Wito not taking a much-needed nap. Why is it that, in his utterly unfair eyes, a 3-minute snooze in the car is a perfectly acceptable substitute for his normal 2-hour afternoon nap? WHY? Why am I being punished for letting my child gleefully run around a dewy park all morning, only to have him conk out 5 blocks from my house and wake up mere seconds later all refreshed and shit? Once again, my attempts to keep him awake for the last mile of my drive failed miserably, and I will now pay dearly.

I mean, will you look at this?

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He’s not even lying down. What ever happened to the good old college try? At least show me some effort, kid.

Oh! One more thing. Only two days left to enter my Accessories Challenge at The Working Closet. Come on, you know you want to show off your lovely accoutrements. A darling scarf could be yours…

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Rocky Mountain High

Wow. That is the cheesiest post title I have ever written. (Although, Zeus? Hera? Where’s the God of Teeth when you need him? and Memories, Light The Corner Of My Mind are additional fine options.)

I just don’t know where to begin. I mean, do you all even KNOW ME anymore? No, no, I don’t think you do, and the only way to remedy the situation is a quick post filled with written diarrhea.

Let’s see. I just returned from a quick trip to Denver and Boulder. As you may or may not know, my husband graduated from the University of Colorado and we wanted to check out his old stomping grounds while meeting up with his brother’s family. (Which included the most delicious 6-month-old ever.) The weather was beautiful, the leaves were starting to change, the air was crisp and the food was tasty.

We poked around neighborhoods and parks and generally fell over dead when we saw the housing prices. Houses that would easily be over the 2 million dollar mark in my beach community were literally, dare I say, remotely AFFORDABLE. Frankly, it makes me wonder, is the beach that worth it? Is the year-round perfect weather that worth it? Will I live in a small bungalow FOREVER AND EVER, GOD HELP ME?

Wait! That’s not all! The women? At the beautiful Colorado parks? Were NATURALLY attractive. NOT shot up with Botox, sporting blond extensions and Juicy Couture track suits! I did not see one bright yellow Hummer or flaming red Aston Martin. The people were friendly! With not a hint of passive aggressiveness!

OH MY GOD, Orange County, you are slowly killing my will to live.

(See? This is when I think I should continue not updating my blog. Do you really want to read this drivel?)

Also, I’m not the least bit ashamed to admit that I am almost physically ill that I finished reading the Twilight series. What in the hell am I supposed to do now? Blog or something? I love Edward and Bella, and I could care less if people think it was a poorly-written series because I could NOT put it down. Being a huge Anne Rice fan, I thought I would scoff at these books, but I loved them, oh how I loved them. Is there going to be a 5th book? Please, someone MAKE THE PAIN GO AWAY. If you absolutely loved Twilight, do you have any other books that you recommend I read? I belong to Goodreads, but I get lost in all of the millions and trillions of suggestions.

(Also, does anyone else wonder if by reading and thinking about vampires, you are sending out some sort of other-worldly wavelength for the vampires to come find you? No? Just forget I mentioned it.)

Now, if you are looking for something to make you laugh your ever-loving ass off, might I recommend Cringe by the lovely Sarah Brown? It’s a compilation of grade and high school journal entries that are some of the most hilarious pages I’ve read in any book.

(But I don’t WANT funny now! I want Edward and Bella! Wah.)

Help me find some sort of substitute before I am forced to read The Witching Hour for the fifth time.