I married a random number generator

One of the valuable lessons I've learned from blogging is that husbands have a variety of uses. I mean, in addition to the obvious uses (telling me I look pretty; listening to me read blog entries aloud while I roar with laughter at my own hilariousness; fathering my children) a husband comes in handy when I need to pick a number between 1 and 240 in order to select the winner--in a fair and impartial fashion--for my Bloggy Giveaway contest.

He picked 223, which works out really well, because it means that all I had to do was count backwards from the 240th comment.

So I did. And the winner is ... Lomagirl!

I emailed her to let her know she won the $25 Starbucks gift certificate.

I'd like to thank all of you for playing, and most especially, for playing by the rules. I can't tell you how thrilled I was when I realized that people had included their emails. And no one had entered two days after the deadline. And people said nice things and basically, had lovely manners.

I feel like a mother hen, and you are all my fluffy little chicks.



I R TEH PROUD OV U! PUCK PUCK PUCK PUH-CUCK!

OK, maybe not a mother hen. Maybe a mother lolcat.

And now I think I'll go nag my husband. Before he gets a swelled head.