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Give Oh Give Away!

This is my 100th post! As a thank you to the two or three of you that follow the ramblings of my life, I have decided to commemorate this monumental ocassion with a GIVE AWAY! Yes, you read right, a give away.

One (1) lucky, randomly selected comment-er will receive a complimentary paperback copy of the book The 5 Lessons a Millionaire Taught Me by Richard Paul Evans.

Contest will be open through January 31, 2009. You are welcome to enter this give away contest as many times as you would like. Offer void outside the continental United States. Cover may vary slightly from the book pictured.
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Harrison - Party of Four! said…
Yay! I love blog giveawyas- sign me up :)
January 24, 2009 at 10:31 AM
Alyssa said…
Andrea, I'm going to read Walden by Henry David because of you. It's uncanny how perfect that was for my post.
January 24, 2009 at 12:39 PM
J+S said…
Sign me up! I never win anything.
January 24, 2009 at 10:41 PM
J+S said…
P.S. Congrats on 100 posts!
January 24, 2009 at 10:44 PM
sherbugs said…
I love reading your blog. You have depth, variety, and humor. Keep blogging so we can all read another 100 posts! (oh, and may I please enter your contest?)
January 25, 2009 at 2:50 PM
Karly said…
I totally want in!
January 25, 2009 at 3:13 PM
Harrison - Party of Four! said…
Since Jenifer left a p.s. note, I'm going to as well (it increases my odds of winning, right?)
January 25, 2009 at 10:53 PM
RBS said…
I love giveaways but never win them. Oh well, it is an honor just to be nominated.
Roxanne
January 26, 2009 at 9:07 PM
Bekah said…
I would love to read (and win!) this book--thanks for telling me all about the seminar you went to.
January 28, 2009 at 12:23 PM
Melinda said…
Yay! I'm sneaking in just in time! Books are a problem for me as you well know!
January 28, 2009 at 2:51 PM
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