Mr. Postman

Please, Mr. Postman, look and see,
if there's a letter (or package) in your bag for me!

Here we are at the post office....mailing the contest prize to Jenn Ann!!! And what kind of Longaberger Lady would I be if there wasn't a little Longaberger in that prize box!!!

The pained look on Princess's face is due to me telling her to stop doing the potty dance long enough to pose for the picture....the angst had to be expressed somehow!!

Longaberger

I was trying to get a pic of Gman in the shirt I bought him. I kept telling him to look up, over and over and over. He just would NOT look up. Princess thought she'd 'help' him:


Any ways....here's the shirt.

I just got back now from being there for a few days attending my first Longaberger Bee (consultants convention). Too tired to blog now...this post was actually scheduled to post while I was gone but didn't. Hope all is well with you and yours!

And the Winner is...

Although her guess of $495 is still LESS THAN HALF the price, Jane is the "closest"
The actual price
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drum roll, please
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$1,100!!!
that's right, folks!
An Eleven Hundred dollar basket sat in my cart for 20 seconds while I got the camera ready. I actually told it OUT LOUD to "not get comfortable in there."

Trip to My Mecca

This month marks my 10th anniversary of being a Longaberger consultant. I don't just sell Longaberger products, I LOVE them. I have an addiction. (If you aren't familiar with them, click on the link for my side business and you can see what I'm talking about.)

Yesterday I made the trip with a friend (who also happens to be a customer) to my personal mecca, the Longaberger Homestead, for a Collector's Club Gathering they were having and a day of shopping . On the way there, you pass by their 7-story Basket HQ:


As Stacy & I were shopping in the Factory Store, I spotted a large basket that didn't look familiar. I went running to it and excitedly picked it up. Turns out it was a prototype of a basket they didn't make. And it's even signed by one of the Longaberger family members!

I looked at the price tag. Stacy asked if I was going to get it. I replied, "I'd have to come live with you because this basket crosses the line of my husband's tolerance level of my addiction."

Just take a guess and we'll see who's the closest.