Giveaway Winner! (And A Quick, Unrelated Anecdote)

First the giveaway!

The winner gets this!
The winner gets this!

Last week I interviewed the lovely and talented Robin Newman, author of the new picture book, Hildie Bitterpickles Needs her Sleep.

Because Robin is as generous as she is lovely and talented, she offered up a copy of Hildie for a giveaway! Wasn’t that nice?

Well, the ballots are in and the winner is…


Congrats, Nancy! Head on up to the “Hire Me!” menu and drop me an email.

And thanks again, Robin, for being lovely, talented, and generous!


Since this post is a bit short, I decided to also offer up a quick, unrelated anecdote:

When my wife, Ellen, was pregnant with our son, she and I signed up for a birthing class at a nearby hospital. There we met another pregnant woman who loved to share very long and uncomfortably personal stories about her life.

As she relayed these stories, her husband would sit beside her and attempt to become invisible. The couple made quite an impression on me.

So, during class, I sketched them as frogs.

The birthing class was for five weeks. This is the extent of my notes.
The birthing class was for five weeks. This was the extent of my notes.

44 Replies to “Giveaway Winner! (And A Quick, Unrelated Anecdote)”

  1. Congratulations, Nancy! My email is If you could please email me your address, I’d be thrilled to send you a copy of my book. Mike, the tadpoles are adorable. You sure it wasn’t the husband who was doing all the talking? That’s usually been experience. 🙂

  2. Congrats Nancy!
    I’m very impressed that you brought pen and paper to the birthing class. I think my hubby carried pillows, saltines, gingerale, Tums and earplugs.

    1. Awe…what a nice hubby…trying to keep you happy and doing his darndest to keep you from throwing up in the class. 😉 Though the earplugs were completely unnecessary!

  3. My husband and I didn’t make it past the first birthing class – it might have helped had we brought along pen and paper for doodling! Others were taking serious notes…I never thought to do that. All seemed to have worked well anyways!

  4. I think the theory is if the women have to do the birthing thing, we may as well make the men suffer through it, too, like going to childbirth classes. Your frogs’ facial expressions and body language are spot on.

    Oh, and I’m eating bitterpickles at not being a winner. I think I’ll take my toys and go home.

  5. Congratulations to the winner. Looks a delightful book. The cover is stunning and says ‘read me.’

    Love the frog sketch. I can’t picture the other couple as real people–only as frogs. What are they doing in a birthing class? 😀 😀 😀

      1. Guess you were in the delivery room. You missed the flashing neon arrow pointing toward the bar called “The Last Resort, where men take a load off while the little woman sheds ten pounds!”

  6. Well, I guess the notes weren’t that important after all, Mike, since Ellen was clearly paying attention. Somewhere, someone has a doodle of a possum at a birthing class doodling a couple of frogs 🙂

  7. Phew! I don’t think I would have made it to class #2…fortunately we decided to skip the class completely…good thing we did or we would have ended up with a chorus of frogs like on the Budweiser commercial!

  8. What fun, to doodle out frustration at too-chatty neighboring labor-ers, The frogs are hilarious. Your mission now is to sit through a School Board or Town Council meeting and doodle away the boredom!

  9. Mike, at our first evening at class one bloke asked how soon after birth could he have sex? The air was suddenly sucked from the room. 28 hormonal eyes drilled into the guy, his wife punched him,’Nigel,’ she scolded. 13 other blokes squirmed in their seats trying to make themselves invisible; and instantly I had to urgently leave the room, fearing my huge belly laugh would escape way before the end of the hallway.

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