sometimes i get real down and i feel like nobody loves me. like when three of my friends told me they wanted to give me soap. bunch of stinkers.

i've got three friends who are hosting giveaways for soap. and knowing them doesn't disqualify me from entering. unfortunately, it doesn't guarantee a win either. lame.

nonetheless. i'm going to tell you about their giveaways. i'll even include links. and i'm doing this because (a) they need my help. they believe that i hold some kind of special power to drive entrants to their giveaways. and (b) i just totally made up (a).

friend one is kearsie of sounds like tomatoes. she's giving away a lavender felted soap handcrafted by sheepy hollow. also. we have hundreds of miles between us. so there's no way she can smell me. i smell like vanilla, anyway.

friend two is kim of a parent's life to behold, through the eyes of insanity and bliss. she's giving away a pair of grapefruit conversation heart soaps handcrafted by so stinking sweet. also. we, too, have hundreds of miles between us. so there's no way she can smell me. i smell like cranberries, anyway.

friend three is vanessa of much more than mommy. she's giving away a pair of handcrafted hot process soaps (in cherry and dreams scents) as well as a solid perfume pot (in bare naked scent) by barefoot bath and body. now the thing about this friend is this: there are only a few miles between us. and she can smell me. but it don't matter what i smell like because she keeps comin' back for more.

so dear friends. please go enter these giveaways. and please include the words "wendiwinn sent me." these words are very important. i don't get anything if you tell them i sent you. except for respect. and don't you think i'm due some? after all, i've got three friends calling me dirty! and all at the same time! oh. ohhhhh. wait. maybe it's because they caught me and hubby at the new year's party in the clos--- you know what? they should've knocked! please go enter. thanks.