August 31st, just after closing. I draw my first entry. Karen B! Yay! Here is the back of Karen's entry
Could I have picked a more perfect entry? I promise I had my eyes closed when I drew her name. I have a wonderful feeling about Karen. She is definitely a fun person and I can't wait to tell her she has won. I don't get a hold of her, but I leave a voice mail and send her an e-mail with the contest details.
The next name can't be divuldged due to unusual circumstances. I call winner number 2 and tell her she has won and am a little put off by her response. A very awkward and stilted conversation leaving me thinking she isn't really excited to have won and not very clear if she is going to accept. OK, kind of a let down, but I still have my final winner to call.
I reach the child of winner #3 who informs me she is out of town until Sunday. Another let down, but I can wait until Sunday....
The next name can't be divuldged due to unusual circumstances. I call winner number 2 and tell her she has won and am a little put off by her response. A very awkward and stilted conversation leaving me thinking she isn't really excited to have won and not very clear if she is going to accept. OK, kind of a let down, but I still have my final winner to call.
I reach the child of winner #3 who informs me she is out of town until Sunday. Another let down, but I can wait until Sunday....
Around 9:30 p.m. I get a call from Karen. She got my message and she apologizes for calling so late, but she is dying to know - is she a winner? She is very excited to have been drawn and would love to join me on this adventure. This is how I envisioned my contest! My confidence is restored.
The next morning I get a call from entrant #2.........'s mother. Unfortunately, winner #2 is just 15 years old. Yes, my contest rules specifically said you must be 18 years old to enter. Maybe she thought she was like me and never wins anything.... just goes to show there is a first time for everything. She didn't tell me she was 15 when I talked to her on the phone but this explains her odd reaction. Her mother says "I don't know why she didn't tell you when you called." I do. I remember 15 as one of the most awkard and difficult years of my life. I am sure she had that deer-in-the-head lights look as I was talking to her. Of course she couldn't tell me, when I was that age I wouldn't have been able to tell me either!
So I draw a new name. My next name is Diane K. I have to leave her a message and I am a little gun-shy after the last experience....but Diane calls me back and (Yay!) is very excited to be a winner. She kindly reminds me that I met her when she stopped by the shop in August with two very good friends of mine. What a co-inky-dink! She lives in Draper and stops by the next day to introduce herself again. Diane, with a huge smile on her face, asks me to pinch her because she knows she must be dreaming. She has never won anything like this before and can hardly believe it. This is Diane
So I draw a new name. My next name is Diane K. I have to leave her a message and I am a little gun-shy after the last experience....but Diane calls me back and (Yay!) is very excited to be a winner. She kindly reminds me that I met her when she stopped by the shop in August with two very good friends of mine. What a co-inky-dink! She lives in Draper and stops by the next day to introduce herself again. Diane, with a huge smile on her face, asks me to pinch her because she knows she must be dreaming. She has never won anything like this before and can hardly believe it. This is Diane
I know we will get along splendidly!
At this point, I am pretty optimistic and excited to hear from winner #3. I am waiting to announce the winners until I hear from her. Sunday comes and goes and no response. On Monday, I call again to tell her the good news. I do get a hold of her, but she doesn't know what I am talking about when I tell her she has won. This is not a good omen. I give her the rundown of the contest. She is not very excited and says she will check with her family and let me know if she can go...another bad sign. Several days pass. I call again and have to leave a message on her voice mail (does she have caller ID? is she avoiding me? am I really this insecure?)
On Friday I get a message that winner #3 will not be joining us. What a surprise (not!) Yes, this is sarcasm, a staple in my household for dealing with uncomfortable situations. I draw another name. Bette Jo. I call her and once again get voice-mail. I leave a message. De ja vu all over again! I send an e-mail with the contest details.
On Saturday, I don't have time to check my e-mail before work (I have to be there by ten for Pete's sake!) Mid-day, one of our customers appears at the register desk with some wonderful tote bags she has made. She says, "You probably don't remember me, I am Bette Jo. " I gleefully announce to all in the shop "This is Bette Jo! She's going to Hershey with me!" We spend the next hour or so visiting, getting to know each other, and planning our trip. Do I remember to whip out the cell phone or camera for a picture - no! I am a terrible blogger. I should have rigged this contest so Kim Wallus (bittybitsandpieces.com) who is an amazing blogger came along for the ride! It would make my job so much easier.
At this point, I am pretty optimistic and excited to hear from winner #3. I am waiting to announce the winners until I hear from her. Sunday comes and goes and no response. On Monday, I call again to tell her the good news. I do get a hold of her, but she doesn't know what I am talking about when I tell her she has won. This is not a good omen. I give her the rundown of the contest. She is not very excited and says she will check with her family and let me know if she can go...another bad sign. Several days pass. I call again and have to leave a message on her voice mail (does she have caller ID? is she avoiding me? am I really this insecure?)
On Friday I get a message that winner #3 will not be joining us. What a surprise (not!) Yes, this is sarcasm, a staple in my household for dealing with uncomfortable situations. I draw another name. Bette Jo. I call her and once again get voice-mail. I leave a message. De ja vu all over again! I send an e-mail with the contest details.
On Saturday, I don't have time to check my e-mail before work (I have to be there by ten for Pete's sake!) Mid-day, one of our customers appears at the register desk with some wonderful tote bags she has made. She says, "You probably don't remember me, I am Bette Jo. " I gleefully announce to all in the shop "This is Bette Jo! She's going to Hershey with me!" We spend the next hour or so visiting, getting to know each other, and planning our trip. Do I remember to whip out the cell phone or camera for a picture - no! I am a terrible blogger. I should have rigged this contest so Kim Wallus (bittybitsandpieces.com) who is an amazing blogger came along for the ride! It would make my job so much easier.
So now I have Karen, Diane, & Bette Jo to enjoy the Girl-Friends Getaway with. I am very excited to get to know them better and I hope they are feeling the same.
Thank you to all who entered the contest and I wish I could take you all! I'll make every effort to post our fabulous trip on the blog
You guys will have so much fun!! Do the three winners know what a whirl-wind you are?! LOL See you Wed.
ReplyDeleteI think my three winners are of the same vein - look out Hershey PA, here we come!
ReplyDeleteHi Cathie. I came across your blog today because you left me a sweet comment. I'm so glad to be here and it will be fun to follow you. When do you leave on your fabulous trip? I would have enjoyed going with you as your official photographer. I love taking pictures. Anyway, I look forward to hearing about your girlfriends getaway!!! It will be a blast.
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