You may be like me and think, "I never win anything." One of the few raffles our family ever won involved a turkey. My kids attended a carnival at school many years ago, and each guessed the number of jellybeans in a jar to win a free turkey. Wow, a free turkey! At 50 cents a pop, I thought it was money well spent, since our family does eat occasionally, and the money raised was going to support the school; plus it kept each kid engrossed in the counting for several minutes. (Mothers with four small children will pay big money to have 5 minutes of sanity.) Soon it was on to funnel cakes and face painting, and the jelly bean turkey raffle was quickly forgotten. Monday rolled around and my oldest jumped off the bus carrying some sort of wood and chicken-wire box. "What on earth have they been doing in art class these days?" I wondered as my son ran to the car and proudly announced that HE was the lucky raffle grand prize winner. Well, technically, he didn't win, but all of the other "winners'" moms wouldn't let them take home the prize. Somehow I missed that memo, because this "grand prize" just happened to still be covered in feathers and was staring at me. . . . and gobbling. I would have been happier with second prize, which was a jar and 1253 jelly beans.
P.S. In case you're wondering, our turkey received a name, and a full presidential pardon. Have a blessed Thanksgiving!
I live on a farm in rural Georgia just a hop, a couple of skips and a jump from Atlanta-(unless you try to get there during rush hour.) I'm a wife and a stay-at-home mother of 4 kids, who are getting to the ages where they don't do much staying at home. I worked at a "real" job in graphic design for many years, but when the children started coming I chose to stay at home and watch them grow. It's been a blessing! My creative side has always found an outlet--whether making birthday invitations and Christmas cards, painting, or even making my kids' Halloween costumes. (Incidentally, they NEVER chose easy things like cowboys or ghosts--no, we had to be a Y2K bug or a box of puppies.) Gradually I found a new creative outlet, and began making papier mache figures. My basement was filling up, so I launched my website. I suppose the rest is yet to be written.