About a month ago I was sitting at the table, eating lunch, sad about the snow and ick outside and decided to see what was on Facebook.
Rachael Ray was asking what we were eating for lunch. Well, I just happened to be eating a superb lunch! I had made a yummy cream of asparagus soup the night before for dinner and it was my lunch today. Sue had stopped by the day before and, knowing my love of sourdough bread, had dropped off a loaf for me from our favorite restaurant after I had watched Lauren while she spoke at a MOPS group.
And so my lunch was yummy.
I wrote I was having cream of asparagus soup from our own canned asparagus and bakery sourdough bread.
Apparently, that answer peaked their interest.
A couple days later I got an email asking if Rachael Ray could contact me. I figured it wasn't spam so I let them contact away. They were really interested in what I had for lunch.
I had forgotten I had said anything on Facebook.
I told them I normally just eat leftovers so they reminded me what I had written and it all came back to me. They sent me a bunch of questions to answer and I did my best to give them all the info they seemed to need.
Then the needed a picture.
The day they needed the picture the boys had off of school. I had worked that morning (with all four boys) then drove to Wayland for Chicken Feed and a few "had to be done" chores, grabbed a pizza at Little Caesar's and took off for my sister's to see her newest little baby - a boy.
By the time I arrived home I was EXHAUSTED. And then I seen they needed a picture.
Those first pictures.........they were scary, people. I have not worn my hair in a barrette since this day.
My husband was snapping pics, talking to his buddy on the Nextel, the boys were thinking I had gone crazy and I was in a desperate need for coffee...or, actually, sleep.
And you have to realize, to get a picture, we couldn't find a clean place in the house. I moved the mountain of laundry to a new place and stood in front of the only blank wall we have in our house.
Finally, around nine at night, I was curling my hair, standing in all sorts of weird ways so my husband could get a picture that didn't make me look sleepy and we sent it all off.
The staff at Rachael Ray was as nice as could be, friendly and efficient. They said it looked promising that I would be in May's issue and they would let me know if I made the cut.
I'm on page 134.
All because I was eating lunch and posted it on Facebook.
Hurry out and get a copy!!!!!!!!!