The names were all transferred to identical 3X5 cards... See, there's your name, right there.
Neatly folded in 1/2 and placed in a large play drum (the only hat we could find was too small for all these big cards)
An innocent bystander (still waking up) who can't read well yet was chosen to draw out the name, which she did too quickly for photographic evidence that her arm went in, swished the papers around - and selected one...
Zanbabe will have to e-mail me with a preferred mailing address - since I know she's soon to be on the move.
And before there are complaints of nepotism - I'll have you know that there is only one name in the whole drum that I don't personally know and love - and I'm sure if I had the opportunity that I would think the world of them as well :)
So there it is - I will sincerely hope that there are no disappointed mopes at the family reunion next week...
Enjoy your day, and check back soon... so much happened in our lives this week that I didn't dare blog about for fear of displacing the book review :)