So, Swistle had this great idea to do this continuous Pay It Forward contest, and I am soooo in! It's pretty easy. Here's how it works:
--Leave me a comment. That's all it takes to enter.
--My contest ends July 4th. No worries that it is a holiday. I won't be announcing the winner until Sunday, the 6th.
--I will throw all your names in a hat and let my girl randomly pick a winner.
--I will send the winner a package after I go shopping at the Dollar section of Target (KIDDING!) .
--The only thing the winner needs to do is Pay It Forward by then hosting their own PiF contest on their blog.
Sounds fun, huh?
When I told my mom about this, she said, 'Wait, this isn't like the flip flop thing, is it?' and burst out laughing.
My response: 'Oh.my.gosh. I forgot all about that! I soooo have to blog about that!'
A couple of years ago, while living in Springtown, and simultaneously biting my nails to the quick out of boredom and loneliness, a friend sent me this chain letter. However, it wasn't of the recipe or dishtowel variety, it involved flip flops. All you had to do was mail a pair of flip flops to the person at the top of the list, and then send the list out, with your name on it, to 5 people. Then they mailed you flip flops, and put their name on the list, and..you get my drift?
So, being the shoe whore that I am (yes, yes, I am a shoe whore as well as a book whore), I fell for it.
I went to Old Navy and bought a cute pair of flip flops and mailed them out. And then I waited for my flip flops to arrive.
Each day, it became a joke for my mother to call and say 'Did you get your flip flops?' and then hang up in a fit of giggles.
Finally, I received a package in the mail. I tore open the envelope, and....
the flip flops were purple and pink, and totally not my size.
A couple of days later, another package arrived. These were black, and had cherries on the top part. Big, plump cherries. WTF?
I never received another pair.
My friend Kristy, who is a sucker just like me, fell for the stupid chain letter. Bought cute flip flops at Target, and waited. After a few weeks, she got a pair of flip flops in the mail. They were bright pink and had this humongous red flower/bow on the top. Like, so big it covered your whole foot.
That really made my mom giggle.
It just annoyed me.
And then my mom threw her logic at us, which surprisingly, was pretty logical, damn it:
'You could have saved a lot of money, and just bought your own pair of cute flip flops.'
So, my promise to you is that I will not send you stupid, ugly flip flops. If I happen to send you flip flops, I promise they will be of the normal and cute varieties (Unless you are a guy, of course, and then they will be of the normal and simple varieties).
Tell me: What was the silliest thing you fell for?