And the gloves go to:
Kim for her ‘Little Glovies’ song.
Benjamin for standing up for his right to fabulous gloves.
And, if she checks back in and gets an email address to me, Becca for her fabulous red dress.
Kim and Benjamin, I sent you an email already. Just need your address, size, and style of choice.
Thanks for playing! Wow–65 entries! That’s more comments than we got for the garden cart giveaway.
Remember that you can still order a pair online and use the promo code RANT to get 10% off.
As part of our ongoing efforts to provide you, our readers, with free stuff, we are pleased to announce that three of the cleverest and luckiest of you will win a pair of the new Ethel garden gloves. Actually, you’ll need to be not just clever and lucky, but also female, because the deal is that these gloves are designed to fit a woman’s hand. In fact, according to the brochure:
You’re the woman who wears red stilettos to a black tie event and a polka-dot dress to a business luncheon. When asked to give an impromptu speech–to an audience of one-hundred unforgiving critics–you never hesitate.
No woman feels beautiful with torn cuticles and dirt-encrusted fingernails. Yet, tasks around the house and garden often lead to these adverse consequences.
Indeed! I’m not sure Ethel’s going to reach the stiletto-and-polka-dot crowd here, but the torn cuticles and dirt-encrusted fingernails sound familiar. So Ethel gloves come in five colors and styles, and they’re priced at eighteen bucks, and even if you don’t win our big prize, you can get a 10 percent discount if you order through their website and use the code RANT.
Now, as longtime readers may recall, I burn through a pair of gloves in a single year. No garden glove has
ever passed the twelve-month mark in my backyard. The holes always appear in the fingertips, making them useless as a means of keeping dirt off my hands. So I’ll be giving Ethel a try in the garden, but it’ll be a solid year before I’m able to make a report. As you can see, I’ve already put them to work in the garden and I’ve used them for that all-important task, feeding chicken scratch to my hens. Dolley couldn’t wait for me to toss the scratch to her; she flew right into my hand. That girl knows how to get what she wants.
So here’s how you get what you want: Post a comment and tell us about the one thing you do that absolutely, positively, always requires the use of gloves. Some of us go glove-free in the garden, some of us pull our gloves on and off in frustration as we alternate between glove-worthy and non-glove-worthy tasks, and some of us glove up before we exert even the slightest effort outdoors. Be creative. Expand your glove-worthy tasks to include non-gardening activities if you like. I’ll choose three of the most entertaining responses and get a pair of gloves to you.
Bonus points if it involves red stilettos. Double-bonus points for photographic evidence.