Someone's Nominated Me for an Award
I'm not quite sure why I've been nominated for an award-- I've probably been touching quite a bit of nerves with my straightforward writing-- but I'll run with it, Funkstar and Marina. Thank you (and Jesus!) for this award.
(Nice updates to the FunkAstrology blog, by the way. Really hope readers drop by and check out your investigative astrology articles and Marina's amazing artwork, too.)
Before I begin, I feel the need to tell a quickie. I was babysitting my neato friends, 9-year-old Gili and 5-year-old Ziv, for a little while last weekend. They were watching... iCarly? Hannah Montana? I can't remember which but their dad walked into the living room and changed the channel.
Before I knew it, we were all watching the Golden Globes.
"Heeeey! Why'd you change the channel?" Gili protested.
He returned to Disney.
"Why? Because this is the third time you've watched that episode."
"No, it isn't!"
At that point, Ziv was reciting lines from the episode.
"Yes, it is. Listen to your brother. He's memorized lines."
Sorry, Gili. No cigar.
Back to the Golden Globes.
Gili looked at me and I shrugged.
"Why do we always have to watch these shows? They're so boring. 'Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for this award. Thank you very much. Thank you'. That's all they say, daddy. Thank you, over and over and over..."
I wanted to laugh so hard. Instead, I allowed my head to drop down and shake from side to side. Even if I was highly amused by the honesty of children, I stayed the heck out of that conversation before it turned into "Deb, which show do you prefer?"
"Uh, neither," I'd say. "If I were forced to watch television, I'd channel surf until I hit Law and Order," I'd say.
Ahem. OK. Let's see. I'm supposed to list things in sevens, beginning with 7 things about myself you do not know. Hmm:
7. Recently, I've blurted numerous OMGs. Not typed-- blurted. Numerous times, which has lead Gili
to ask if I watched Hannah Montana, regularly. Needless to say, I've grown afraid...
6. Writing about celebrities has grown on me a little. As long as they're not irresponsible, egotistical,
ass-shaking, boob-baring, talentless wannabes, I suppose they don't make me nauseous.
5. I landed an extremely part-time job at a holistic chiropractic office. And I love it. I also love
the perks, like free chiropractic care and natural food/supplements. Then there are dirt-cheap
massages and acupuncture sessions... Hey, did I mention that the staff is great? My cup
runneth over.
4. Several weeks back, someone stalked me on a website and swore that I was talking about him/her.
I was confused back then. However, not so much today. I've come to the conclusions that
(a) this probably wasn't the sole internet inhabitant to have ever believed something like this and
(b) I simply couldn't care less about people who believe things like this.
I have no idea why anyone would react so sensitively and insecurely, believing what they read
on my blog or any other site for that matter to be gospel, all about them, when I don't
even know them.
Well, if Deb says that someone is an utter sh*tbag, that someone must be me!
Seriously?
Newsflash: the interwebs aren't just about you
and
that's
OK.
Still, if I write about poop on here, and you wanna believe it's about you, I'm not gonna
stop you from doing so.
3. I can beat big boys at Street Fighter. In rollerskates.
2. My mom used to call me a turtle. True. It takes me a long time to do anything and everything--
write, pee, drink my coffee, eat, floss and so on-- and so I've never disagreed with her. I am a turtle.
I put a lot of heart and time into everything I do, I guess, and want to be sure that my details
possess a unique stamp.
1. I have an idea for a modern Foreign Exchange Program guaranteed to do away with our
economic woes: Send entitled d-bags to third-world countries where they'll learn to work for
something. Then unite efficient foreigners with our remaining batch of hardworkers in the US.
Ta-da.
I've resisted a tremendous urge to re-nominate the FunkAstrology blog for this award, tonight. Would have been fun.
Anyway, in no particular order, I nominate the following good people of the interwebs for the Kreativ Blogger Award:
Hoboken 411's Perry Klaussen
Song of a Crocus Moon's Mary Jo Rhodes
Once a Mother's Kristin Binder
9nine9's David Cohen
The Back Burner's James S. Cullen
Ollav's Bill Rood
Real Astrologers' Diane and Pat
I won't hold anything against nominees who don't follow the rules, but the lucky ones are supposed to:
1. Copy/paste the Kreativ Blogger Award picture onto your blog
2.
3. Write 7 things about yourself we do not know
4. Choose 7 other bloggers to award
5. Link to them
6. Notify your 7 bloggers of their award
If I haven't included your blog on this list, don't be offended-- I can only pick seven.
Hasta la vista.
Congrats on the award--that's a good one! And thanks for giving it to me too! I gave you an award a couple of weeks ago, too. Also, cool about the new job and about Blue, your new fish!!
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hee, hee, hee! I also nominated you for this award and am in the process of editing the post to announce it!
Yeah, I'd say you got it going on!!
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I aGREE on turtle you take forever to drink coffee LOL
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Ha! I feel sorry for waiters who constantly stop by our table with the intention of refilling my coffee cup. Ain't gonna happen!
I do admire their determination, though.
Thanks everyone for your awesome comments, as usual!
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