El Fin
Today is FINALLY the last day of voting in the Microsoft Office Winter Olympics contest. Please vote for me one last time. Maybe post a little somethin’ somethin’ on your blog or Twitter it? Pretty please with sugar on top? I’ll totally love you forever.
Thank you for being a friend
So yesterday I had a phone conversation with Rachael, a PR rep working on the Microsoft Office contest, and it was completely surreal. I mean, here I am, country bumpkin from BFE Texas talking to someone about drumming up press for ol’ All Dressed Up.
When I started this blog lo these many years ago, I had no idea where I’d end up. I was miserable, scared, and lonely on bed rest and just wanted to reach out to someone, anyone. What I found was so much more than I bargained for. I’ve made real and lasting connections with some amazing women. Women who have kids the same age as mine. Women who don’t have kids at all. Women who stay home and women that work in the corporate world. Women that I never would have found had it not been for blogging.
As cheesy as it sounds, I feel like I’ve already won a great prize thanks to my blog. Even if I don’t get the chance to blog from the Olympics, I’ll still be here, trying to make you laugh and think. Who knows where we’ll end up in another three years? But I’m so very glad that you’ve decided to come along for the ride.
Filed under Olympic Winter Games | Comments (9)LOVE ME, DAMN IT!
So, I guess my meteoric rise to fame with the Microsoft Office contest has alienated some of my commenters. I understand. You’re intimidated now that I’m “somebody.” It’s only natural. But I assure you, I’m still the same ol’ Erica. Come back to me, commenters.
Seriously, though, where’d you go? Have I become that vapid and boring? Don’t you love me anymore? Is it because I’m getting fat? Oh my god, it’s because I’m fat, isn’t it? I knew it. I can’t help it! My unborn child is suffering from a Pop Tart deficiency and the only way to combat it is with frosted blueberry goodness! You are so heartless. I feel like I don’t even know you anymore!
Filed under Olympic Winter Games, where do I come up with this stuff? | Comments (15)10 days left
Look, I know you’re tired of the posts and tweets and facebook updates about voting for me. Hell, I’m kind of tired of writing them. But this is SUPER IMPORTANT to me and I want to go to Vancouver SO BADLY that I’m going to nag you senseless until the 29th. After that, well, we’ll get back to our regularly scheduled baby / job hunting talk.
So, please go vote for me again today. I really appreciate it. And remember, there’s totally a speed skater in it for you.
Filed under Olympic Winter Games | Comment (1)The Ghost of Winter Games Past
Don’t forget to head on over to vote for me today!
I’ve told you that my family’s Canadian, haven’t I? My mom was born in Laval, Montreal and my dad grew up in Brantford, Ontario. I grew up in a small suburb of Cleveland where the winters are cold and full of lake-effect snow. These two factors meant that I was an ice skater. (According to my mother, kids in Canada learned to ice skate before they could even walk.)
My dad was obsessed with ice hockey and was thrilled to take me to get my first pair of skates. Of course, I wanted sleek white figure skates and not those clunky ol’ black hockey skates. He didn’t mind. Skating was skating. He took me every chance we had. We skated on lumpy bumpy outdoor rinks and freshly Zambonied indoor rinks. I practiced my turns and skating backwards and my Katarina Witt spins. In my mind, I wore a sequined figure skating dress and was tossed about effortlessly by Brian Boitano.
In reality, I was as graceful as a drunk wildebeest.
Seriously, I was terrible. I could skate around the rink and manage a few wobbly spins, but I was far from “good.” But you know what? It didn’t matter. Not to me and not to my dad. We skated because we loved it, not because we were trying to impress anyone.
I still remember how we were glued to the TV during the 1988 Winter Olympics in Calgary. We were riveted by the Battle of the Brians and the Jamaican Bobsled team. I remember being fascinated by Curling. (I still am, btw. I mean, tea kettles and brooms? Really?) As I got older, watching the Olympics became less cool and so did skating. I no longer thought that spending a Saturday at the rink with my dad was fun. I would have much rather been at the mall with my friends looking for cute boys. However, I got even older and fell in love with the Winter Games all over again. The luge! The ski jumps! The bobsledding! What’s not to love, right?
And maybe one of these days I’ll figure out what the heck Curling is all about.
Filed under Olympic Winter Games | Comments (8)I bet I’m going to get to ride a bobsled with BILL!
Yours truly has been selected as one of the five semi-finalists in the Microsoft Office Winter Games contest. This means that I have a chance to be the official Microsoft Blogger at the 2010 Olympic Winter Games in Vancouver.
I KNOW!!!
So, here’s where you come in. To narrow it down to three finalists, Microsoft has opened up voting today until 11/29. You can vote once a day! When voting closes, the judges will choose a blogger from the three finalists.
Now, you all know that MY posts from the Games will be spectacular and funny, but not EVERYBODY knows that. Please ask your friends and family to vote for me, too, k? I know it’s a lot to ask, but I’ll totally bring you back something AWESOME from Vancouver. Maybe a skier. Or one of those speed-skating guys. They’d be handy to have around the house, right? I bet those other semi-finalists would only bring you back a t-shirt. Sheesh. What the heck are you going to do with a another t-shirt?
