Mem Day Swagiliciousness: Freebie of Note!

[This giveaway is now closed. And the winner is Wren. Wren, please contact me at crabmommy [at] gmail [dot] com for your blankie. Yay!]

Some of you are ticked off with me, yes.

You have come to this site Thursday and Friday, Saturday and Sunday, looking for the promised weekend giveaway. And you have found nothing. You think the Crabmommy is a loser. Or maybe something serious has come to pass to derail her from flinging freebies your way. This is when I give you the excuse. Here it is. I'm so sorry I haven't posted but my child has had a terrible cold and my husband was hungover all weekend. I had my hands full, people. Forgive me.

Except only a weentsy bit of that is true. My husband is ever-so-slightly hungover, as am I and that has absolutely nothing to do with my laxness on this here site. I just sorta didn't quite feel like going online these past few days. That's all. My blogging finger required a weekend off. I never learned to type properly so this writing business has taken quite a toll on my right index finger. It too needs some time to rest occasionally. And it did. I laid* it on a tiny blankie and let it sleep all weekend long.

Speaking of blankies...I offer to a lucky reader a most bloody gorgeous freebie today. This one is also very close to my heart as its maker is a native of Souf-Effrica like me. And also, like me, she lives in the rainy northern and western region of our adopted homeland, the USA. Or as Borat calls it, "U, S, and A."

Chicks, check out these fierce, rip-stop weatherproof and adorable blankies from Rugged Idea:
Okay, so not only are they ridiculously byoo-ti-ful and very much byoo-ti-ful and all, but they rock bad weather conditions in a most utilitarian way. Seattle-based creator Ali discovered she needed a badass blankie like this one when she had her first tot. And this one can and does do everything: it's rain resistant, wind resistant, sun resistant; it's a changing surface, is attachable to anything, is carpet protector, baby protector, picnic blankie; it's machine washable; and uberswanky to boot. In short, a multitasking blankie for the multitasking mommy that you are. Can you say swagtastic? I can.

So....put your name in the comments below. No need to be clever, just tell me you want in. And I will pick a random winner sometime in the next day or two. That winner shall receive the following gorgeous medium-sized blankie in the scheme "Kenya Sunset," which retails at $67:Can you stand how cute this bangie is, to use the favored parlance of Crabtot? For God's sake people, it's got ric-rac on the edges! HOW MUCH DO WE LOVE RIC-RAC? LAWD, I wish Crabtot were still in a stroller so I could have come up with an excuse to make the gals of RuggedIdea give me one of these. But I am too kind and honest. I eschewed the free bangie in favor of giving it up to one of you. I am sort of a bit of a Brangelina in my own way—promoting Africa, selflessly. Or at least, promoting a blanket called "Kenya Sunset." Same difference.

So drop your name in the hat. And while you're about it feel free to spell-check "ric-rac" for me. And for anyone who expects 2 freebies at this site as per last week, blog off! It doesn't get awesomer than this, you spoiled tart.

Might I add that whether you win or lose, these blankies make a swell purchase should you ever find yourself, like Crabmommy, living in freezing/rainy temps and lugging your tot around in a stroller. Might I add that when I last called Maclaren to get a replacement rain-thing for her stroller the Maclaren customer service department were so incredibly frosty and British and snotty to me that I came mightily close to letting the tot get rainsoaked rather than have to endure insufferable crispness and annoyance from the Maclaren-peeps who found me mighty tedious for some reason. Maclaren. Who knew they were British? Very British. All their sales-peeps are Brits and are extremely fond of talking down to one. Really quite odd! I thought I had mistakenly dialed Vogue head office or something. Or that maybe I'd reached the booking agent for Camilla Parker-Bowles, rather than a bunch of tele-sales tosses flogging a stupid bloody rain bonnet. GMAB. Seriously, anyone else ever called Maclaren and received a spot of Brit-snittiness?

Weee-ird.

Okay. Enough. Enter below to win that blankie! Winner to be announced when I bloody well feel like it. And come back too this week for a post about artichokes and pencil sharpeners, to be swiftly followed by another on feminism and children. At the bloglet, sassy inventions and some dirt on this CRAZY-SMART book I am reading called Nation of Wimps, which is all about how we ubermommies are ruining not only our kids but the future of our global economy by hovering over the tots at the playground. Makes sense when you read it. Way-scary, mon.