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The Wonderful World of FREEBIES!

mycoupons | 29 October, 2007 06:00

Hi there MyCouponers!

You are now entering the Wonderful World of FREEBIES! You all know by now how I love Freebies, so let's just get to it. Here are my favorite Freebie finds and picks of the week!

*FREE Nutri-Pure Cleanser sample

*FREE Curves cereal sample

*FREE Sample of TENA Serenity Overnight Pads

*FREE Sample of Emergen-C

*FREE Post-it Flags & Post-it Notes sample

*FREE Classic Pink Ribbon Pin

*FREE Wendy's T-Shirt

*FREE L’Oréal, Vive Pro Nutri Gloss sample

*FREE Silk Soymilk with coupon

*FREE Kotex Ultra Thin sample

*FREE Sample of MetroMint Water

*FREE Sample of Kenneth Cole Reazction Fragrance

*FREE Celestial Seasonings Tea Sample

*FREE L'Oreal Skin Genesis Sample

*FREE $3 StarBucks Gift Card

*FREE “Girls’ Night In” Set

*FREE Airborne Power Pixies sample

*FREE Sample of Mr. Clean Magic Eraser Duo

*FREE Essential Kitten Care Kit

*FREE Sample of Oxyfresh Toothpaste

*FREE Arizona Iced Tea Keychain

*FREE Country Creek Farms Piggies n Biscuits with coupon

*FREE Charmin Extender

*FREE 4-oz. sample of BLUE Spa Select Cat Food Sample

*FREE can of the NEW Mighty Dog® Select Menu Seared Filets™ flavors

*FREE Sample of Gold Bond Powder

*FREE Sample of LACTAID Fast Act Dietary Supplements

Hey, if you're new to MyCoupons and have no idea what freebies are, well you are in for a treat! Freebies are Free products that manufacturers send you for nothing so that you can try their product. What do you have to do? Nothing. except fill out a request form, then sit back and watch your mailbox. That's it!

If that's not enough of Freebies for you, be sure to check our Just Freebies Board here at MyCoupons. You'll find loads more of Freebies you can get. Warning! Your mailbox will never be the same again!

Keep on saving!

Annie~

Cici has voted

mycoupons | 11 April, 2007 06:25

Yes, Wednesday usually has something to do with the World Wide Web, but I tell you, I just have to get this off my chest.

Sanjaya gives me the willies.

I know this post will probably set my comment box on fire, but I must speak.

You must listen.

It’s all about me.

I am not a Bandwagon American Idol watcher. I have been true to the show since day one.

I even sat through the movie From Justin to Kelly. TWICE. And it was really bad.

I have dialed until my fingers hurt, cried with the contestants, laughed at William Hung and delayed the birth of my son a day so I wouldn’t be groggy from anesthesia during the vote-off.

I have had my favorites and my not so favorites. I have loved and hated Simon Cowell, have watched Randy shrivel away like a shrinky-dink then get bigger again, and gazed at my husband in wonder as he drooled over Paula.

Have I proved my loyalty?

Well, I am here to swear to you that if Sanjaya makes it through tonight’s elimination, I will no longer watch American Idol.

I have better things to do on Tuesday and Wednesday nights than to watch the integrity of what was an awesome show go down in flames.

Ok, so I don’t really have better things to do, but I will find them. I am a girl of principles.

Howard Stern, (NOT Howard K. Stern) has started a revolution of sorts. He is urging his listeners (I am one of them) to vote for Sanjaya. He even gives directions on how to dial in and vote on his website.

I love Howard Stern; I have loved him for a long time. I have put up with fart noises, genital jokes and stabs at fat girls. But this time he has pushed me too far. He is mocking the democracy that is American Idol!

Votefortheworst.com is a website dedicated to convincing the American public to, well, vote for the worst. I think I can agree that Sanjaya is the worst, but again, they are making a mockery of the voting system.

Sanjaya looks to me like a fourteen year old mid-pubescent boy, and every time he grins that huge, toothy grin, I want to knock the cat off my lap, jump off of the couch, into the T.V. screen and slap him upside the head.

I blame the judges. They pushed him through as a cutesy vote, and it backfired.

BIG TIME.

I have tried closing my eyes when he sings, to give myself an opportunity to really hear his voice. Maybe if I deprive one of my senses (vision) the other senses will be more keen.

Nope. Didn’t work. He still sounds like a cat in heat.

Not only is he not on the same team as some of my favorites, he’s not even in the same league.

Sanjaya is a product of media hype. I Google the web nightly, hoping against hope to find pictures of him in questionable poses, or track down a criminal record from his past. But, alas, he is as clean as his teeth.

I have a feeling he will win the whole thing this year. I wonder what the odds are in Vegas on that bet. Wish I had taken them.

Until we meet again,

Cici

Cici@MyCoupons.com

Sir, please put the mouse back in the house

mycoupons | 04 April, 2007 06:42

I consider myself very lucky.

I have a lot of really great friends that are part of my daily life.

I also have a lot of great friends that I wouldn’t know if I tripped over them in the street.

Over the years, I have met some great people online. Through various message boards, chat rooms and email programs- I have ‘met’ some great people.

I chat daily with a woman in NJ who lost a baby around the time I did.

I have an intense email exchange with a man that thinks he can play better Texas Hold ‘Em than me. (He’s wrong.)

My friend, Moira in TX knows more about my daily life than my next door neighbor does. And I have never even MET Moira.

My friend, Sara does not understand the allure in being friends with people I do not know.

When I mentioned last week that Moira and her family were coming to Disney World for a weekend, and that I was going to drive to meet them, Sara was concerned.

How could I put my life in jeopardy by meeting this woman? I don’t even know her! She could be a scam artist, hoping to stab me and steal my money.

While Sara COULD be right, she is a Dr. after all, I highly doubt it.

Moira & I have been chatting for close to three years. We connected through a mom’s message board. She got me through months of grueling bed rest with her emails and phone calls. I know the most intimate details of her life, and she mine.

I was the first person Moira called when she learned she was expecting her daughter. We have exchanged photos of our families, mailed each other our high school yearbooks, and spent many nights ‘watching’ The Soprano’s together. Neither of us talking, except to gasp, or scream an expletive at the screen.

I can tell Moira things that I cannot tell my ‘real life’ friends. Because I know she will not gossip. And if she does decide to spread rumors all over Dallas about me, who cares?

Five years ago, had you told me I would be calling someone I had never met one of my best friends, I would have laughed at you.

Today I can say it’s totally normal.

So at the end of the month, when I drive to Orlando to meet Moira, I will have to find out what she’ll be wearing. I couldn’t pick her out of a crowd.

The internet has given us as a society such an open door for communication. We can connect to like minded people, people from our past, and friends we haven’t met yet.

So if you do not have an online best friend, go find one. Find a message board relating to something that interests you. Like MyCoupons.com! Start chatting with people, find yourself a confidante. It’s an awesome feeling knowing that somewhere out there is someone just like you!

If Moira doesn’t kill me in the middle of the Magic Kingdom, I will report on our meeting. I am nervous, yes.

But I know once I finally do get to hug her, it will be like we have known each other forever. I plan on taking her on Space Mountain, because I know she loves roller coasters.

I cannot honestly tell you if my neighbor does.

All I know is that he likes to get the newspaper in his tighty-whities at six in the morning- when he thinks no one is watching.

Trust me.

I’m watching.

It ain’t pretty.

Until we meet again,

Cici

Cici@MyCoupons.com

Privacy please

mycoupons | 28 March, 2007 06:30

* Editor’s note* some information contained in this post may be graphic.

When does information become TOO Much information? Or as my ten year old niece calls it - ‘TMI!’

As you know, the results of Anna Nicole Smith’s autopsy results were released on Monday. As if the statement by the Broward County Medical Examiner wasn’t enough- the actual autopsy report is available for public viewing. I am choosing NOT to publish a link to this, but it is something that can be found easily with Google.

Yes, she was a celebrity. Yes the circumstances surrounding her death were awkward, but, she was a human being. She loved, and was loved. Does she really deserve to have such personal information about a body that she obviously loved broadcast?

I certainly hope that if an autopsy is ever performed on me, the report will not be available for public viewing. Call me a private person, but I’d rather the world not know the contents of my stomach or the appearance of my genitalia.

My friend who emailed me the report was very excited at her discovery. She found it so ‘neat’ to be able to read all the sorted details of this poor woman’s body. I can understand the attraction- nobody likes other people’s business like I do- but the question begs to be answered, when is enough enough?

The internet has afforded us as a community so many things. The ability to find out very personal information on another is merely an extra. It shocks me the things an average person with a search engine and some time can find.

Why do we justify the encroachment on our neighbor’s privacy to be acceptable when we are sitting at our desks with American Idol playing in the back? The things we can find with the click of a mouse are things we would never imagine finding if it meant crawling through a window, and looking through our neighbor’s desk.

I am nosy. I freely admit that. One of my favorite movie quotes of all time is “If you don’t have something nice to say, come sit by me.” I am and always have been a gossip. I like other people’s laundry. Just not the dirty laundry.

For the purposes of this article, I researched my husband’s old football coach. I found things within seconds that I am sure he would rather I not have. I know his age, place of birth, address, phone number, where he went to college, that he got divorced in 1998, that he foreclosed on a house in 2001, and that he is currently looking for a SWF 35-50 who likes sports and doesn’t mind smokers. I also saw a picture of him in a very unflattering light.

I know intimate details of this man’s life, and as far as I know, the only tie I have to him is that he coached my husband twenty years ago. I have never met him or spoken to him. Yet, I could pick up the phone and call him right now. Or hop on a plane and show up at his front doorstep.

I feel that we as a society are becoming too lax in our own protection. We are posting too many details of our lives on our My Space, You Tube and Blogs. We are sharing what should be personal information with people we do not even know exist. Sadly, we are opening ourselves up to a whole lot of trouble.

Want to have a My Space? Fine! Be smart! Set it to private. Want to post pictures of yourself in compromising situations? Ok by me, just do it on a password protected page. You never know when that knock at the door could be trouble.

My daughter Lauren, (by the way that is NOT her real name) has become quite the computer guru. We have shortcuts set up for her to click on Noggin, Nick Jr., and Playhouse Disney. We also have parental controls in place which keep her from visiting other sites. She was at a friend’s house last week. She told her friend about Jo Jo’s Circus game on the Disney website. The friend got on her mother’s computer, and typed in Dizni.com. (Points for trying to spell!) Thank GOD the mother walked in just as Lauren was about to click on some links.

So what’s the point to this rant?? I don’t know. I am just scared for my children, and my children’s children. I am scared that we are becoming so desensitized to personal space and private information that by 2020, we will all be walking around with microchips on our foreheads.

If you have kids, PLEASE install parental controls on your computer. If you have a website, please be careful what you share.

And if you have a minute, go look up YOUR old high school coach. (I’m kidding!)

Until we meet again,

Cici

Cici@MyCoupons.com

Where are they now?

mycoupons | 21 March, 2007 06:30

I have been happily married (to the same man) for almost eight years. We have two beautiful children, and live a very charmed life.

But, I would be lying if I said I didn't always WONDER the what-if's. I think we ALL do that to some extent. Anyone that didn't marry their first love will always wonder what if.

Of all of my friends, we ALL have 'one that got away.' Granted, it may be a good thing that he did, but he did get away nonetheless.

My one was Jason Fratello.

Jason was my high school boyfriend for close to two years. I spent the first half of my senior year writing 'Dr. & Mrs. Jason Fratello, D.D.S' over and over in my black and white composition book.

After graduation, Jason was going to a state university to study biology, and then dental school. I was going to a private university to study business and then law school. We were going to live THE perfect life.

Then Jason dumped me.

Four days before prom. My life can clearly be defined by that day. There was my life before then, and my life after. I cried a million tears and mourned for the life I would never have with Jason. Graduation day was the last I saw or heard of Jason.

I went to college, life moved on. The years skipped by. I met my husband, I fell in love, I had babies, but I always still wondered what would have been.

Around Christmas time, I got an email.

It was from Classmates.com. Jason Fratello had sent me a note! My heart sank into my shoes as I read the words thirty times. I wondered if reading the email would open doors I shouldn't. I wondered if reading the email would send me into a spiral of depression reading about Jason and his Mrs. Dr. Jason Fratello, D.D.S.

I decided to log in and read it. I found a problem. I was not a GOLD member. If I wanted to read, I had to PAY. So like a dog tied to a tree on a 3 foot leash, I was SO close, but could go no further.

What an ingenious marketing concept. Dangle the proverbial carrot in front of people, and give them just a small taste. They'll want more, because curiosity ALWAYS gets the best of people. And then, bill them.

I let that email sit for TWO weeks. The suspense driving me crazy, I finally coughed up the $15 for a three month membership.

That was THE BEST $15 I have EVER spent.

Jason emailed a quick hello how are you doing, what's up with your life? He also added his email address.

I then sat on that email address for another two weeks. I didn't want to lie and tell him that I lived a fabulous jet-setting life like he surely did. I also didn't want to tell him I had turned into an overweight, underdressed mom of two with a very wonderful, loyal and predictable husband.

In the meantime, since I had a GOLD membership, I started looking up everyone I used to know. I found that the prom queen had a 15 year old son, (I graduated 15 years ago- you do the math.)

I learned that a guy I used to hide behind the cafeteria with and smoke had been killed in 9/11.

I also found Amanda. Amanda is still living in our hometown, and still very much involved in others lives. She was an excellent source of gossip and updates, and I am so glad I found her again!

As for Jason, I finally broke down and emailed him. I told him I was married, had two kids, living 200 miles from our hometown, and asked how he was.

He emailed me back about 3 hours later. And boy, did he let it flow. Seems that he DID go to that state university- for two semesters. He dropped out.

He is a Doctor.

A Dr. of plants. He works as a landscaper. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.) He got divorced a few years ago, when he found his wife consorting with another man. He has an appointment next month to have a tattoo of her image removed from his forearm and just bought his very own motorcycle.

His email was written in all capital letters, void of all punctuation and riddled with misspelling and grammatical infractions.

Towards the end of his letter, he apologized for breaking up with me before prom. He said he has lived every single day of his life since then with regret. He has never stopped wondering what if, and did I feel the same? If so, did we owe it to ourselves to try again?

It was with a complete and total clear conscience that I was able to reply, "No, I am sorry. I do not wonder what if. I am an overweight, underdressed mom of two, who is married to a wonderful, loyal and predictable man, and I LOVE my life."

According to Amanda, Jason is now serving a short stint in the pokey for some minor crimes.

My membership to Classmates expired last week. They emailed me, asking if I wanted to renew my subscription. I deleted the email.

I have every answer I will ever need right here.

Sometimes, the past is better left in the past.

Until we meet again,
Cici
Cici@MyCoupons.com