Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Enter to Win A Trip to the Winter Olympics in Aspen

If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter, then you know we've recently dusted off the guitar and started a "friendly" battle of Guitar Hero III between the Hubster and I. We had discussed playing and my competitive side took over and I had to start practicing. I couldn't even remember what I was supposed to be doing until half way through the first song. I know, push a button and strum, it was the strumming part I was neglecting...go ahead and laugh. I tried to get Boog to try it but like most games, he prefers to watch (although he's really getting into the logo games). So I finished my first song and the ending message was "YOU ROCK!" The kids agreed, ha ha, silly little people. I continued to play the same song until I achieved 5 stars at which point I exclaimed "I ROCK!"

Hubster and I were discussing getting Rock Band for the family. We (he and I) will handle the guitars, we'll put Boog on drums and Puddin Pop will love being on the mic, once she learns the words. We already love playing Wii Sports together so we figure another game we can play together on rainy Sundays would be fun.

I've entered a contest through BluFrog . It's simple to enter, comment (1 entry), blog about the contest (2nd entry) and twitter about it (3rd entry). One of the prizes is an ultimate gamer package with an XBox 360 and a copy of Rock Band (that's the one I want), they also have a trip to New York for New Years, Lalapalooza in Chicago, A Richard Petty driving experience in Orlando, OR...the prize I really want but my family would not enjoy as much, tickets to the Winter Olympics in Aspen. If any of these sound good to you (go for the XBox so I can get the Olympics) sign up now.


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