What’s that? It’s Saturday, not Friday and I’m only NOW announcing the winner of the gift card?

Yea, well if you had to follow a crazy manipulative neighbor down your street cleaning up the lies she told people in order to get them to sign a petition, you wouldn’t be posting until today, either.

A brief intermission before getting to the announcement: Can I just tell you that if you want to restrict parking in front of your own house and you appeal to the city that it is a safety issue, which results in the city suggesting a restriction of parking in front of the first 5 houses on the block if you get a sufficient percentage of signatures, well then, you should probably avoid even informing the houses that it will affect, and instead go down the block and tell everyone else that it is a safety issue as well, coercing them to sign your petition with over statements and at times, bold-faced lies.

You had just better hope you don’t have a neighbor like me.

Because if you do attempt what is described in that, what may be the longest run-on sentence in the history of O My Family, and I live in one of those 5 houses, I will put my chubby-cheeked baby in the CUTEST fleece bear-suit bunting you have ever seen, strap him on with my ring sling so he’s eye level, and I will go personally appeal to the city and the neighbors to whom you lied, but not before I write you a letter using every last ounce of my verbal prowess to poke holes in your story and tell you how absolutely disappointed I am in your handling of the matter.

Ok, maybe that was the longest run-on sentence in the history of O My Family. Mama’s gotta temper.

That is all.

So while all this “Neighborhood, look at these cheeks and tell me you don’t want him to be able to park in front of his own house,” business was going on, I’m trying desperately to do the drawing because, O, did I mention? Divine Caroline announced that I won the Love This Site Award in the parenting category! SQEEEEEEE!

And of course I had the ridiculously awesome idea to have OBaby select the winner, and I decided it was high time I appear on my own blog in video form.

This turned out to be a regrettable decision. I did not realize the extent to which I dislike myself on video. I think it has to do with the way I (subconsiously) distorted my voice to be all peppy and high. Or maybe it’s that I said “OBaby” out loud in reference to my son for the first time. Whatever it is, please know that I would never have published this had it not contained the winner of the giveaway.

Watch, if you must.

Congratulations, Rebekah! Email me so I can get your prize to you! (My email address is on the about page.) And to everyone else who voted, I am O so thankful for you all!

Also, I have now learned that I should not give a bowl full of 29 slips of paper to a 5 month old and expect him to suck on only one.

Yes, that is a typo on Rebekah’s drawing slip because somewhere around 22 I forgot how to count to 29. No, I don’t want to talk about it.

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