When I came out as a stalker on my blog, Lela Davidson did not file a restraining order. Instead, she published a new book and agreed to sit down with me (virtually, of course; maybe there is a restraining order) and talk about her new book Who Peed On My Yoga Mat?, a very funny collection of essays that will make you love Lela even more.
Winner (as selected by Random.org) is LisaLang66!! Email me your mailing address at Minivan.Momma.2@gmail.com and I'll pass it on to Lela! Thanks so much for playing!!
When I was much, much younger, my momma took me to an outdoor concert where I got to meet Hank Thompson. (Go ahead, click the link. I barely know who he is, and I was there.) Years later, we turned around on a turnpike (No, I won't tell you which turnpike because it's illegal, and we did it) to follow Neal McCoy's tour bus. Really, my mom is not a country music junkie. I know she's not a country music junkie because one night, we waited in a dark alley outside of the Tulsa Performing Arts Center to meet Yanni, who is not a country music singer nor is he tall.
