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I won another giveaway...

I'm health freak rambling hereafter... nothing of great interest... you have been forewarned.

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We're in a coconut oil craze... as well as a lemon water craze, but back to the coconut oil...

I think what sparked the interest in coconut oil (for Mom) was the video on how it helped to heal a man with Alzheimer's:


http://www.cbn.com/media/player/index.aspx?s=/mp4/LJO190v1_WS

Asis had already done a bunch of research on how coconut is amazing for the human body, and I believed and agreed with her, but for some reason, things don't click with Mom unless she finds out about it herself, her friends share the same info on it, or we bring it up 10+ times in a short period of time.

Anyhow, we quickly finished up the last of our gallon of coconut oil and were looking to buy a 5 gallon pail of what we found and hope to be the highest quality on the web.  I mean, it better be good quality at $50 a gallon!  I did a little web-surfing to find discounts on their products, as shipping was $50 for the order, too!  Found out that about once a month TropicalTraditions.com has a one-day free-shipping event and I pounced on it.  Yay! I saved my family $50!!  I think my mother was proud of me.

And in that web-surfing I also discovered TropicalTraditions likes to collaborate with bloggers and do giveaways.  You enter by following on twitter, fb, blogger, posting comments, etc.
Me to self: Hey, free coconut oil!  I could do these super-quickly and see what comes of it!

I spent the next half hour or more visiting about 10 blogs that had such giveaways, setting up a family FB and Twitter account, submitting about 40+ entries and getting a headache.
Mom: Oh, don't waste your time on that!  Hundreds of people enter in those and winners are chosen at random!
Me to self: Mom's probably right. That was a long time and there's no knowing if I'll win any amount of coconut oil!  I'm not gonna enter any giveaways anymore.


A couple days pass...

I randomly decide to check the family email account this morning:
http://coloradomountainmom.blogspot.com/2012/03/tropical-traditions-coconut-oil-review.html
https://twitter.com/#!/CO_MtnMom 

*big eyes* *shock* *excited squeal* YAY!!!


I was pretty excited, but my Mom was even MORE excited!  I'd won $30 worth of coconut oil (32 fl. oz.) out of 447 who entered that particular giveaway.   Mommy did her Asian whoop, hugged me, patted me on the back, said, "Good job," and "Praise God!"........... and upped my ego *shamed now*.

I know I didn't ask God for help in this situation and I really should have, but Mom and I are both convinced God was with me and this is a big blessing!!!

Alright, I'm done chattering... I talk too much.  10 years ago, I would never have thought I could be such a talker... ahhh, time goes by so fast...

CJ~
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  1. MacMeisterMarch 22, 2012 at 9:10 PM

    Winning giveaways is so fun! Enjoy your coconut oil :-) What do you use it in, and/or do you drink it?

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  2. Caravyn JazminMarch 28, 2012 at 9:56 PM

    Spreads for pastries and a substitute for butter in baking mostly. Mom sometimes uses it for stir-fry since it has a pretty high smoking point. And Asis uses it for lotion, since she has eczema.

    And that stuff is too oily for me to drink straight. That one time I was sick, I put a tablespoon in hot lemon water which was weird, because it kept giving me a clear mustache.

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