The fine people at Flip Pal have revealed the names of the genealogy bloggers selected to participate in SIMPLE GIFTS - A BLOG HOP that will run from November 4 to November 25, 2011 using the Flip-Pal™ mobile scanner.
There were 7 bloggers selected and they are all wonderful choices!
Find Your Folks
Find Your Folks
I just love this photo of Professor Dru!
Marian's Roots and Rambles
For Your Family Story
Heather Wilkinson Rojo
Julie Cahill Tarr
Each of these ladies has a style so uniquely their own and I can't wait to see what they bring to the gift creating table. I am so thrilled to have been chosen as one of seven genealogy bloggers to receive a Flip Pal for evaluation and to take part in the challenge to create simple gifts and holiday decorations using the scanner.
One of the requirements of participating in this Blog-Hop is to document my adventures with the Flip Pal. Well my adventure began even before it arrived at my house. Here's the story:
My neighborhood has its own regular UPS Delivery Man or so I have been told by those who have actually seen him. This guy is a Ninja and his usual M.O. is this: He usually will show up before noon. I can hear that truck when it's 3 blocks away and I start to sprint down the hallway towards the front door. I only make it halfway when I hear the doorbell ring - one long, two short and one long - that's the UPS Ninja's morse code notifying me that there is a package on my porch. By the time I get to the door, all I can see is the white smoke blowing out the truck's tailpipe and the faint grinding of gears as the Ninja makes his getaway.
So . . . after I was notified that my Flip Pal was on its way to me, I used my mathematical skills to calculate the ETA of the UPS truck pulling up in front of my house. I filled a thermos with coffee, grabbed my sleeping bag, my netbook and my camera and set up camp under the stairs of my front porch. I was able to get one photo before I crawled out from under the stairs. It seems that I scared the bejeesus out of the guy when I came our whooping and hollering with my camera. He tossed me the box, got back in his truck, slammed the door shut AND locked it! Some Ninja he turned out to be, scared of a crazy lady doing a happy dance on the porch.
I'll bet that his Fairy Godmother looks like this: