Got A Feeling Inside, I Can't Explain

"Agua Fresca" at El Fenix

I woke up this morning to a titillating little piece of cheese in the ol' mousetrap. Yes I said titillating....7 year old! There's a competition of sorts to get your work printed in a National Magazine called Origins. I have been fortunate enough to have a small feature in there once upon a time for the BARTERING ARTISTS group but having my art printed is a whole other ballgame. That would be nice and make my Mom proud. So I started facebooking trying to get some votes. Kinda disastrous. Perhaps I need another cup of coffee? I could not for the life of me explain to my friends how to CLICK a LINK and LIKE A COMMENT in a THREAD. I started laughing. It's my own fault. But if you happen to be reading this and would like to help me out...the piece I would like to see printed is this one:

So if you like this piece and would like to see it printed let's try to get a vote in. Bear with me as I try to explain this again. :) Maybe bullets will help...

CLICK THE LINK HERE
IN THE COMMENT THREAD FIND A COMMENT BY PATRICIA RODRIGUEZ (me!)
CLICK LIKE ON THE COMMENT (no need to click the link I provided, just click LIKE underneath my comment)
KNOW THAT YOU ARE AWESOME AND A DEAR SUPPORTER :)

Simple? Maybe. Maybe more coffee is what is needed here. I said mousetrap earlier because now I'm going to be checking my computer a little more often today to see where I am in the rankings. Someone already has over 40 votes so I'm not holding my breath. But it would be awesome and something to cross off the bucket list. OK, I have a few people coming by this morning, to pick up a record order, to drop off a record order and to drop off a check. This little dining room is officially my place of business now- guess I should hang a little OPEN sign in the window. Have a beautiful day friends! (Oh why the little photo of the yummy summer drink? TO TITILLATE YOU! muah ha ha!)

and speaking of hard to explain things....I leave you with THE WHO doing their raucous little number "I CAN'T EXPLAIN"

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