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Think you’re up to it? Hmm? Hmm? I think you are.

We’ll call it the Wake Me Up When September Ends contest ok? Because September is on the verge and for the past five years this has meant being reminded of a painful divorce, being cynical, cranky, wanting to smack every hand-holding couple upside their heads, and just generally getting in my own way, which I’m really good at.

It’s more than past time that I got on with my life and as Edwin McCain calls it, opened up the sweetshop again. I really need your help to do that though.

One of my favorite books lately has been this entertaining little Dictionary of Failed Relationships. It’s 26 tales, from A-Z of love gone wrong. I’m going to spoil it and tell you that the last short story in the book is love gone, yes, miraculously RIGHT. Imagine that! I’d like to get me some of that.

So here’s how you can help. Dig up your inner hopeless romantic and remind me of what’s great about being in love so I can shut up the crusty old hermit voice in my head who’s so down on love. (Not that I’d ever give up hermitude completely, of course, everyone needs some of that too.)

Leave your reminders in the comments on this post. Start with A and you know the drill, on through Z. OK? How hard can it be right? If we make it to Z just start over and go as many times, as far as we can, until midnight on the last day of September.

Then I’ll pick my favorite one, and another random out-of-the-hat one, to each win a fabulous prize: a CD mix of songs about love from A-Z, and some pretty yarn from my stash. And whatever else I can find that seems good, chocolate, tea, something specific to the winner, whatever.

Ok? Ready. Set. Go!

Woo! This is going to be a sweet September. *grin* And now I’m off to spend as much of the long Labor Day weekend as is humanly possible lying by the pool with a beer. Cheers!