Watch me pull a rabbit out of a hat

Well, not exactly a rabbit.....but a WINNER!



Yes, ladies and gentlemen...we have a winner.

But first, the rest of the story. As you will recall the farmer failed to notice my new glasses. This was not an upsetting situation, but one that called for a little humor and creativity. And thus the Anne Klein Pool was formed. Much to her credit my daughter supported her dad with the statement, "Mom, men don't notice things like that." Hooray, she did indeed learn some of the lessons I was dishing all those years.

The farmer finally noticed my glasses yesterday afternoon which was pretty amazing because we were in the midst of the annual we-can't-find-the-most-important-piece-of-information-we-need-to-do-our-taxes-drama! The chaos is not to be believed and I've got the pictures to prove it. (This involved the BIG Nikon and a wide angle lens) I briefly entertained the thought of posting the pictures on Rate My Space. Nah.

The farmer noticed the glasses on the afternoon of the 11th day, which was April 12th. Since no one guessed that day I put all the names in a hat and pulled the winner....



Congratulations Abbie! You've won the Battle of the Sponge, Bob crocheted dishcloths. Send me an e-mail with your address and I'll get them in the mail for you.

Just in case you're wondering about the new heading, that is indeed what the scene looks like here in northern Illinois this morning. The deck....



I'll be posting our weekly trip in the Way Back Machine a little later today. Check back, OK?