Clutching my golden ticket and leaping for joy.

HOLY CRAP!

You know that thing when you enter a competition on a blog you read a lot because it's funny and cool and witty and all about beauty things, advice you read and nod your head at but are too lazy to follow but you like reading it anyway? And you know when you WIN that competition? And you know when the prize is a goody bag of samples of things like lip gloss and stuff that you love?

Yeah?

Well... (can you guess what's coming?)

That happened to me. Today.

(bows)

(bows again, acknowledging the rapturous and unrelenting applause)

In other news: there is no other news. That is the most exciting thing that's happened to me since Wild Whitton Wednesday. (It was actually a Sunday but that didn't begin with W so I changed it.)

I have to go and calm down somewhere, and remind myself that, although mine is an incredible achievement, some people have done things that are at least comparable. Like curing disease, reducing world poverty, or inventing Zach Braff.

Whatever, I'm still proud of myself. I literally can't stop bowing.