Bunkhouse Designs Winner

Running horse necklace, um, here is one of our horses. Just shush. It connects in my mind. 

Thanks to all who participated in the Bunkhouse Designs give away. I was pumped to see so many new "likes" on their Facebook page, as I skulked through any friend, sister, whoever's account I possibly could. Sweet Marie, their jewellery sells itself. I knew once y'all had taken a gander, it would be a moment of knock me down, call me Susan & people would hit that like button. The loveliest of ladies are almost tempting me to open my very own Facebook account, anonymity may lose out. Bunkhouse Designs is giving away a leather & turquoise cuff away once they hit 300 likes. My dear wimmin folk, follow in UCS lead in ladies helping ladies and toss off a tweet, FB message, a hand written card, whatever, getting the word out there on how awesome their stuff is. You could win some arm bling. Yes and amen. 


Now, let's get down to business, shall we? 


Chosen through random.org, at it's most random, number eleven was selected, ROBINMOR (please envision this name being said with the best circus voice around.) Congratulations, come on down to collect your prize! Problemo is, with this not being a ring toss and me not being the carney, I can't see you face to face. Dear lady, you forgot to leave your e-mail address. If I have not heard from this sash wearing woman, I will draw again in a few days.  If you know who this is, or have information of her whereabouts, send her towards central Alberta. I will make sure she collects her running horse necklace. 


Thank you Bunkhouse Designs for letting me show off your swag! Now, repeat Bunkhouse Designs three times in a row and impress this name deep into your mind, 'cause this is your husband's get out jail free card. Feel free to print this post off and write down specific ordering directions on the bottom to give in a card for your husband. He will love me for it. You will love me for it. 


Now, go to bed, amigos! What do you think this is, some Friday night party? 

Just shush again, there is zero connection here. Folks, it's 10:30 at night and I'm headed out to vacuum out the truck, do you really think this is a blog of a sane person? I think you are the crazy one for reading this itty bitty little writing.