Tyroper was very kind to pass on to me this golden award. I have one just like it in silver. I think it’s a trend to mix silver and gold jewelry, but I could be behind since I don’t usually wear jewelry. Thank you, Ty. I am glad you like what you read here. I know awards usually stop here when it comes with me. I am horribly lazy at collecting gems to give the award away to. I also fell into the belief of thinking of them as chain letters. Well, I have figured out for myself in the last 30 seconds of composing this that it’s a
load of crock crock of shit (I was tired when this post began) made up by horribly lazy people like myself who do not want to take the time to appreciate and be appreciated. If you want to be professional, you can relate this as to being at one of those mega conventions and your booth only has 250 favors to pass out and network. WordPress makes blogging a social network. They are tricky like that. It’s old school to be a Dooce. And harder than ever since platforms like this. I write on a whim. I am serious in saying that I am horribly lazy. There are people who research and rewrite and edit and stew over their posts before making them live. Freaky shit, I know. But if you can do that, you can pass around an award to make someone else’s day a little brighter and to let them see you care further than, “yo this shit you just posted here, this shit is tight yo.” Or [insert clicking like button here]. Lazy freaks. Long story short, the award is not dying here today.
Here are the rules of the award:
1.) Display the award logo on your blog.
2.) Link back to the person who nominated you.
3.) State 7 things about yourself.
4.) Nominate 15 bloggers for this award.
5.) Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by ping back.
7 things you need* to know
- I dig fruity baby food. Especially banana.
- Most everything I complain about with other people I have been guilty of myself.
- I talk more shit about the people I love than I do of the people I loathe. Case in point: Alice. If you keep up with me you’ll notice once the friendship took a momentary pause that I thought was a forever pause, I stopped talking about her. Exception: My mother. You don’t talk shit about the people who brought you into this world and can easily take you out. Exception to the exception: My father.
- I need to learn how to break big goals into smaller goals so I stop the cycle of thinking it’s impossible and giving up.
- I can recognize a lot of things I need to do and because of this I think I don’t need therapy, but question if that means the exact opposite.
- I am terrible at planning. I don’t like to feel locked in and if I fail, I would disappoint others which would cause me further disappointment.
- I have never been married and I am not sure if I ever want to be. Some will take this as me having a negative opinion on marriage. That’s not the case. Some may take this as me having a fear of commitment. It’s not a fear more than it is I have had more than a few serious relationships, I barely make it to 2 years how the hell could I do until death do you part? I don’t believe in divorce for myself. It happens, but if I marry that man better know he is stuck for life. Unless he does something catastrophic then my ass will be at the court quicker than you can say flies on shit.
15 Blog Nominees
5. Jet @ SustainablySinlgeParenting
9. J.E Lattimer
This is in no way an attempt to show favoritism and I want it known that I love you all. You are all inspiring, but it didn’t say infinite and one of my things I need to learn is to accept being limited so this kind of works for me. One small step to most, one huge leap for me.
*need is very relative here and can be replaced with, “Could have lived the rest of your life very happily without knowing anything on this list.” But that’s just too much to type. Plus, need is persuasive. It pays to persuade. (Not really unless you’re in the biz. Biz example: hooking.)