November 18, 2011

Drumroll... First Winner in the Christmas Romance-Cookie Contest Drawing

.....And the winner is: Carol Ann! Wooo Hoo!

I use a very technically complex drawing method of putting all the commenters' names in a hat and asking my handsome husband to reach in and pick one. He did a great job and therefore has agreed to be the drawer every week. :-)

Another winner will be drawn next Friday. Please spread the word - post a comment HERE with a Christmas Cookie Recipe (note: those who comment without a recipe are also included, so never fear, you no-sugar, no-bakers, I actually can't eat the cookies either!) And don't be bashful, those recipes are for you to share. And they sound YUMMY! And easy, gotta love that!

We're seeing sprinkles of snow here in NW Oregon, so I gotta go get some groceries and dinner with The Man before we're snowed in. Hmm, sounds like a Christmas Romance I've heard talk of....

 Next drawing for Savanna's Gift: Next Friday, Nov 25. See you then!
-Camille
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Jessica Nelson said...

Oooh, I didn't realize you were starting already!!! Congrats to the winner. :-)

November 19, 2011 at 10:10 AM

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RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:

I've published five novels and 2 novellas (more about those on my website.) I've been writing all my life, but decided in 2007 to get serious about being published.

I love action movies and Jane Austen. (she’s dead, I know. I found that out when I tried to get her to endorse my novel)

They let me play Bass guitar and sing in a worship band.

I can produce 4 dozen homemade cinnamon rolls in a flash for a crowd of drooling young adults. Or publishing house editors.

I used to have a Harley. Now we have seven grandkiddos. Decent trade, really.

I am a proud Grammy. Don't even think about taking candy from my babies.

I hate shopping (Yes, I'm aware that I'm a girl)

MY ROOTS:
I've lived in Oregon all my life, spent time in Eugene (Go DUCKS!), Springfield, Reedsport, and Smith River. Which is not really a town, but a river, about 70 miles long, a tributary of the Umpqua River in southwest Oregon.

Although it's not a town, it is a community with a strong sense of pioneer history. It's cool to say you've lived there, especially if you lived there during the days when you had to take a boat to school. No joke! The old farmhouse my grandfather and my mother grew up in still stands, nestled into a narrow, pasture carpeted valley, complete with a swimmin' hole and its own 'crick'. It may turn up in one of my novels.

There's a rumor that my ancestors had a connection with the Mafia back in Sicily. I used to fantasize as a kid about a big black limo with tinted windows pulling up and whisking me away from school. Ahhh. So THAT'S why I'm having so much trouble conjugating my dangling participles now.

NOT RANDOM: I am challenged by the truth and amazed by the grace of God. And it's either in spite of or because of that grace that I hold a PhD in Learning Stuff the Hard Way.