I just called in for a radio contest, but I was caller 2, instead of caller 9. Why I was even calling on this contest, I’m not really sure, since it was to win Doodlebops concert tickets for Monday night. Why would I even try to win those, I ask myself. I HATE the Doodlebops. And really, to go and sit through even an hour of them in concert would probably scar my brain for life! Just thinking about it has placed a song in my head that, short of having a frontal labotomy, I will probably NEVER get out of my head. (do-do-do, let’s get on the bus….ARG!) Yet, I just tried to win some tickets, because I know my kids would enjoy it. And if I won them, I know there’s no way in hell I could pawn the parental responsibility of taking said children to the concert on Ryan. He would Not do it (am I right, Ryan?). So, tell me, friends, WHY did I just call trying to win those? It’s a sickness. I think I should go and lie down.
Darn. I didn’t win.
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Did you just swear?! I think *I* need to go and lie down.
The best thing is that Paige just won some tickets to the Doodlebops at the remote she went to this morning to try and win $500.
Anyone want to go to the Doodlebops?
Yes, I did acquire 4 tickets to the Doodlebops concert, thinking “this would be fun for Jenna and John”, but then realized Jenna is still difficult to transport, and that’s not something I want to try. But Stacie is going to take her girls up and go. I don’t think she knows who the Doodlebops are, and so I appologized in advance. I hope they all have fun.