winner!
I’m married to a winner. I mean, we all knew that already, but now I am talking *grand prize* style winner.
Last weekend, confronted with the choice of scrounging up something for lunch at home or getting free BBQ at the local hardware store, we made the obviously correct choice (both Kerry and Bush supporters should agree) and took the free lunch.
What started as a free lunch turned out to be so much more…
dramatic pause!
While licking our chops to the tune of delicious pulled pork sandwiches, we (as we always do) entered to win the free thingy that you have to fill out the form to win. In this case, it was a sweet Weber Performer Series charcoal grill. We have had a little Weber Smokey Joe grill for the past few years and it has served us well, but it does get a little cramped when we are cooking for more than four people, or when we want to cook more than meat on the grill. Thanks for listening to that bit of personal confession about grill disfuntion disorder.
Anyhow, we got a call over my lunch break on Monday that we had won “a grill”. Supposedly there were 99 other prizes to win, so not wanting to get our hopes up too much, we talked together and convinced ourselves that we had just won another Smokey Joe style grill (as we left lunch sitting on the table and sped off to the hardware store).
We arrived at the store and learned to our shock and awe that we had won the Grand Prize! Actually, it was Sarah, but we like to share.
For a little history lesson, this is the first time we have won a prize. Previously, we have made purchases of other items soley based on our confidence that we would win prize X. When the super-dooper coffee maker never materialized, we were stuck with a 12 month subscription to “Good Housekeeping” (which in my opinion is neither good nor has anything to do with housekeeping). Just a few days before the grand prize day, we had entered to win a flat panel TV. I am sure that the sales clerk who we gave the entry form to when we couldn’t find the box threw it away as soon as we walked out the door.
If I was to write a fortune cookie fortune about this experience, it would read:
What come first? Free BBQ sandwich or free grill?
So that’s the story of the grand prize grill. Stop by for some BBQ sometime.
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