March 27th is my one year blogger-versary. Thanks to everyone for lauging with (and at) me all year long while I try to renovate this darn greek revival monster.
By the way...the kitchen chairs are in the garage now...
To celebrate this not-so-momentous occasion...I have put together a BOX O' GOODIES. This BOX O' GOODIES has a retail value in excess of $100 and I'm not telling you what's in there. Nope. Not gonna do it. My lips are sealed (cheap lipstick...).
What do you have to do to enter this faux-fabulous extraveganza?
Well...if you've got a blog...you can link to me...I'm a link-whore...and post down in the comments and let me know you linked on over.
If you do not have a blog...a poem will do nicely. If you have a blog and you link over to me AND you write a poem...you can double your chances that I'll pick you.
WAIT.
These 'rules' are confusing.
Scrap that. Just write me a friggen poem about this here blog...or the Fiance...or Tal...or whatever so long as it's I LOVE UPSTATE-ish. Post it in the comments and you're entered. US residents only...please.
There's also a second prize. That prize is going to the MVC.
What's an MVC?
Most Valuable Commentator.
Contest ends when I get back from Tool Camp!
By the way...the kitchen chairs are in the garage now...
To celebrate this not-so-momentous occasion...I have put together a BOX O' GOODIES. This BOX O' GOODIES has a retail value in excess of $100 and I'm not telling you what's in there. Nope. Not gonna do it. My lips are sealed (cheap lipstick...).
What do you have to do to enter this faux-fabulous extraveganza?
Well...if you've got a blog...you can link to me...I'm a link-whore...and post down in the comments and let me know you linked on over.
If you do not have a blog...a poem will do nicely. If you have a blog and you link over to me AND you write a poem...you can double your chances that I'll pick you.
WAIT.
These 'rules' are confusing.
Scrap that. Just write me a friggen poem about this here blog...or the Fiance...or Tal...or whatever so long as it's I LOVE UPSTATE-ish. Post it in the comments and you're entered. US residents only...please.
There's also a second prize. That prize is going to the MVC.
What's an MVC?
Most Valuable Commentator.
Contest ends when I get back from Tool Camp!
That reminds me...I should make a list of "honey do" things for the Fiance while I'm away...
17 comments:
I just put a link to your blog on my blogsite. Hope i win!! I don't have a poem tho... I guess i'm like Obama in that florida/michigan mess.. i followed the first set of rules. (grin)
I typed some random words from your blog into an online "poem generator" and got this:
Schidt, LOVE!
Upstate Mom fights stormy Jean.
Where is the freakin' Fiance?
Why does the Fiance endure?
Tal remains silent.
You're already linked but here's the poem - or limerick
There was a young woman called upstate
Who was endlessly trying to renovate
With the help of her cat,
A contractor named Matt,
A Greek Revival for and her soulmate.
oops left out a word in the last line
There was a young woman called upstate
Who was endlessly trying to renovate
With the help of her cat,
A contractor named Matt,
A Greek Revival for her and her soulmate.
I love upstate...
even though I think she thinks I'm stupid...
I made a comment about cat saliva...
saying heimlich deals with mucus...
She immediately corrected me...
Like a good literary agent should.
I felt insulted.
For I thought the comment was good.
But, alas, she was right.
She put me in my place.
And after all this, I still love upstate!
Please pick me!!!
And happy one year!
An Upstate Haiku
Cat sleeps on her desk
outlet sale she scores! décor
Greek Revival waits
(Hey, I'm in an airport - one can only do so much. Besides, I vote for "Schidt, LOVE!")
My Warm-Up Haiku
Jeebers, Upstate Love!
I've been linking to your site
For freakin' ever.
(But this is not my actual entry. Give me a minute to come up with something really good. Though I might vote for Schidt LOVE! too...)
(Okay, this is my real entry:)
Jean’s shout-out for verses written in her honor
Put the screws to my muse (who I thought was a-goner)
I used to poeticize all of the time
But I got distracted by One Friend of mine
Now that I’m reminded how I like to wax,
I think Upstate New York’s a grand place for comebacks.
What with its tortoiseshell cats and fiancés,
And Upstate Mom – who’s much more couth than Beyoncé’s.
Upstate M., for eg., doesn’t roll in lamé
If she did, ILU would not deem it okay.
Especially for one of her dear Chesterfields
Those things only merit the best baby seals.
I’m kidding! I kid! Jean ain’t like that at all
(She gets plenty of fur cleaning up after Tal).
What have I left out? There’s something I’ve forgotten…
The Mystery Rock Star! Was it Johnny Rotten?
That would be disgusting, and that wasn’t it –
There’s some other reason I started this schidt.
Oh! Now I remember! Something about Thursday!
March 27th is ILU’s birthday!
Well, not hers, but her blog’s – it’s been here a whole year –
So let’s all raise our beers and let her hear our cheer:
Are you ready? Okay. Let’s make hip-hip-hooray!
Iloveupstate.com is one year old today!
(Well, not today technically, but it’s close enough.
Not like anyone out there is reading this stuff.)
Tal Tal,
I love Upstates dear pal.
She watches projects from above
And shows UPSTATE her love
Awake from the Chesterfield dreaming
Tal sees the mouse scheming.
On how to turn Jean
Into a Cleaning Machine.
Blah, blah,.....
I really hate this, can't I just draw a picture???
Congrats on your year- a- versary.
A Chesterfield couch for both of you
And a Chesterfield couch for me
But please don't tell Upstate's Tal
Lest she puke on all three!
ILU’s blog – what can I say?
Reading it’s the highlight of my day.
Jimmy the Midget, Mom and Matt,
I really love Trevor and Tal the cat.
The Fiancé, furniture and a fix-it how to,
You can find them all on ILU!
A Blog-Day poem she has requested,
The creativity of her readers, she has tested.
So here we are, doing our bit
To say HAPPY ANNIVERSARY and all that Schidt!
These are outstanding!!
If skyesmom doesn't win, I think I'll cry.
poem shmoem. I just wanna see more pictures of your house.
The front looks amazing now!
Irrational Love
The kind that looks at
peeling paint
and scraped up wood work
and wants to put a hand to the wall
and say, it's okay, you look beautiful to me now
just the way you are
The kind that winces at the layers
of years ill-considered work
as if they were personal insults
The kind that looks at the dust
and the work in progress
and already feels the smooth warmth of newly finished floors
and knows just how the color on the walls
will glow in the sunlight
coming through the window
and says
there
right there
that's where the Chesterfield will go.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Where's my &*^%$##@!!$#$#!!! eyeliner!
Whoops!
That might not be as original as I thought.
Congrats on One Year!
Upstate
She is great
Won't pay freight
From Florida
Have fun in tool land.
Love your blog. I just linked you!
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