Sum…Sum…Summertime Giveaway :-)

Hi all!

Let’s have ourselves an ol’-fashioned, watermelon seed-spittin’, swinging from a tire swing down at the swimming hole party.

Time for a cool summer giveaway.

Simply leave a comment today and you’ll be in the pool (pun intended) for the drawing for this basket-in-a-box summer giveaway. It includes:

*A copy of a fantabulous summer beach read,  The Mailbox by Marybeth Whalen. (Click here to read about it)

*A cute, summery, flip-flop kitchen towel

*Some Jelly Belly tropical jelly beans

*A watermelon sticky note pad with matching pen

*A box of TAZO tea for brewing some of the season’s famous beverage

* A Colonial at Home jar candle in Sea Glass (just smells like the fresh air at the beach!)

*And a box of Fralingers salt water taffy, “with sea air and sunshine sealed in every box!”

Okay gals… is the dealio. I am needed greatly the next few days by both my family and my ministry, so y’all will have to party without me. I’ll be back on Tuesday to announce the winner. In the mean time, here’s what I want you to do:

Leave a comment here on your favorite summertime memory.

Then, hop on often between now and Monday at midnight Pacific time. Check out the other comments. See if anyone else’s comment makes you think of another memory or provokes another comment from you. Each time you comment, your name will be entered into the drawing. No limit. (But don’t go getting too crazy and leaving like 100 or anything!)

Have a fun party!

I’ll be splitting my time these next few days between cheering for our boys at the ball fields in two different towns, and at some nearby coffee shoppes (with my laptop in tow) as I prepare my talks for our Proverbs 31 She Speaks Conference next month.

But before I exit, let me leave one of my favorite summertime memories. Going swimming at the Portland Country Club pool as a 10-year-old, buying a mounds bar at the gift shop, slathering my legs with Coppertone cocoa butter (I still love ANYTHING that smells or tastes like coconut) and then after a few hours, heading into the clubhouse to have a sandwich with my dad after he was done playing 18 holes.

Your turn….what memories of summer do you have? You could win big!

Summertime Blessings,


  1. As a kid, I remember popsicles, hot days, sandals, days playing outside from morning til the sun went down, but best of all I remember summer camp with our church. it was the highlight of my summers, I loved it!

  2. As a kid I remember every summer visiting the different churches in the area for Vacation Bible School. There were so many churches that we had one every week we could go to. We were also able to have a friend stay the week and go along with us. My mom was everyone else’s mom too if you haven’t figured that out. She loved kids and we always had to count heads at every meal to be sure we had the right places set for everyone to eat.

  3. I remember growing up that on the 4th of July my mom let all 10 of us kids invite one friend and their family up to our house for a picnic and day of fun. We rode dirt bikes in the woods, had watermelon and did fire works. even started the cow field behind the house on fire with a fire cracker. That was excitement.

  4. another memory of mine

    Is going to the cabin in Iron Mountain. with my dad’s brother and wife and son. We always rented the cabin for a week. They fished us kids played and swam and hiked.

  5. my favorite summertime memory is walking barefoot with my brothers, through the pasture to pick elderberries. If we brought back enough of them, without eating too many, our mom would make a pie for dinner. I loved being a kid because our mom was a great cook and could make wonderful treats out of just about anything!

  6. Oh, this is a really cool giveaway.

    My summertime memory

    I remember my mom use to load us all up in the car plus everyone’s friends. Many times had multi cars and take us once a week either swimming, or putt-putt golf, or if raining we’d go roller skating. That was always the highlight of the week.

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