Blog day 12 – we love winners
Welcome back fellow captives and survivors,
The description “fellow captives” should be obvious. You were captive right? Not one of the self-entitled fools who went surfing at our lovely beaches. Did you notice they were all men? So is the Health Minister, a man I mean. Did you notice he apologised to Jacinda? I should think so too. Of course, I would say that he read the SO blog and realised the error of his ways.
Talking of reading the blog. Wouldn’t ya know it, the Silky Otter Cinema has read the blog. I am making the big time! They are very cool about it. Seem like nice peeps. But to be clear my drivel does not reflect on anyone but me (phew you say).
Survivors. We have now made 42% of lockdown without bursting our bubbles. Well done us. There are times, though, when the edges of the bubble strain and there is an overwhelming sense that a burst bubble might be healthier. My husband and I joke (I think) about the family voting the other one (current perpetrator of marital strife) out of the bubble. One such occasion happened yesterday.
You see we went biking as a bubble, as we rode back from up our driveway I looked at our house and saw two windows were ajar. I told off teenager no 2 whose windows they are for not locking up the house properly. Turns out teenager no 2 now self-proclaims as a hero and saviour of our bubble. You see, said husband had locked us out. Although when I told him we were locked out (having approached the house first because I killed the bike ride) he bravely, and very stupidly said “Who was the last one out? Who did that?” Read in agitated and exasperated tone of a poor husband whose family are complete dimwits and said family should be thankful he generously and only because of his good nature puts up with them. Turns out said husband was last out of house. Turns out he had locked us out and the brief flicker on his face of recognition was the only contrition I got from him. As he managed to, over a long hour and a bit, climb up precariously to window, further wedge open one of teenager no 2’s bedroom windows and then screw out the window latch (given the time he took doing so he would not make a burglar). Helpfully, I stood back on driveway 2 metres from our neighbor who was getting free the best entertainment of the last 12 days, I ensured husband knew that he was currently voted out of the bubble and it was only if he got us back in without breaking anything he would be allowed back in the bubble. Eventually back in bubble, still failing to take full accountability for lockout in lockdown. Happy days!
I am sure that everyone’s bubble stretched and strained over the weekend. So, if your bubble is still intact. Well done. That’s good enough!
Now, drum roll please……..
As I said to you several days ago, I was delighted and overwhelmed by the entries to the inaugural and one time only SO logo competition. Mighty talents on display.
So given the standard and effort that all entrants have put into the competition, I have added to the prize pool. From my personal stocks (which focus more on quantity not quality) I add one extra bottle of wine for the winner and one bottle of wine for the runner up. I know you are all worried that by the time lockdown ends I will have run out of all of my wine stocks. Don’t worry, if so (likely) I will repurchase for winners and deliver.
Okay better do drum roll again….
(Oh and add deepened formal voice of radio announcer – say the deep and silky tones – and accompanying single eye brow raising – of Judge Glubb with a higher octave)
With the concurrence of Elle-Presidento Laura and after careful consideration, I am pleased to announce the first runner up (imagine ribbon of honour and bouquet of flowers) to
Her contributions displayed thoughtful imagining of the daily life of SO and even included a logo with SO in full flight at counsel’s bench. Very impressive contributions and capturing of the essence of SO. A worthy recipient of the runner up ribbon and bottle of wine from my personal stock. Thank you and congratulations Dala.
After Dala cheeks have flushed with her success and modest reward, we move to the winner.
More drum roll….
Now moving to the prestigious award as winner of the inaugural and never to be repeated logo competition for SO.
I am pleased to announce the winner is:
Sarah entered three logos, each setting a particularly high standard. They are all aspirational for the SO. They include SO’s long desired sleek body and tidy appearance. They are all stylish and powerful. Sarah has displayed creativity and talent to create unique images that the SO and AWLA are proud to attribute to the blog page on AWLA’s site. Sarah is a worthy winner. Please enjoy your two bottles of wine.
The image of Sarah chosen logo will be displayed on the website shortly (code for – can’t get it attached to blog – bloody computer).
With that positivity and glow of winning still warming our hearts, I leave you.
Kia kaha, my lovelies, and adieu. Stay safe and remember its only a few days until we can legitimately eat chocolate for breakfast and all day long. Love Easter!