we have a winner.

Oh, this is so exciting!

I have been looking forward to this alldayspice.

I'm pleased as punch to announe that the winner of my bithday/ 100 followers giveaway is none other than...

Tina Lynn Sandoval!

To whom it may concern, I assigned numbers to each entrant. Tina Lynn had numbers 38-42 for her five entries. Then, I used random.org to select the winner. Out of a whopping 79 entries total, number 42 was selected. Now, she thought she only deserved 4 entries because instead of just saying I was pretty she said: #amberishot.

I gave her five anyway. It's my blog, so I reserved the right to do that. Kthanx.

The thought of vlogging my karaoke dedication to my sweetest niblet has me feeling a bit weepyspice. I can't wait to go out and get my sing-song on. Let me just say, though, that it may be a few weeks before I can deliver on this promise. I am recovering from some nasty sickness in which I cough up my lung on the regular. You'll all just have to be patient.

So, Teener, here's what I need from you!

Email me your home addy. You can send that to ambertiddmurphy@gmail.com or just message me on facebook. (Preferred.) I also need to know what you would like your poem to be about! Suggested topics are love or being a writer/ the art of writing.

Once I have that information, I'll be mailing you a package which shall include the hand-written Shakespeare love-quote frame, the $25.00 VISA giftcard, the poem, and a special mystery surprise!

Congrats, little nib!

Hosting this giveaway was super fun.

Thanks to everyone who entered!

You, dear readers, are the bomb-diggity. Seriously, I'm blown away by your love and affection.

Go on. Pat yourselves on the back.

Put your arms around yourself and do the fake make-out dance.

I'll wait.

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