Friday, March 12, 2010

Feelin' the Love (of the modern-day chain letter)

Oscars, Schmoskers, I just received a "Sunshine Blog Award." Eat your heart out, George! Here is my acceptance speech, placed on the blog of my dear friend and mentor, Julie, the wife.....

"Sweeeet! I'm so honored to accept this...honor! Hold on, I just bought the perfect dress for this occassion on ebay...(befits herself in lavender gown with cabbage rose detailing on breasts). I'd like to thank Julie, the Wife, who was very supportive when I told her I wanted to enter the world of blogging, by saying, "put your big girl panties on and do it already!" I'd also like to thank those who quickly began following me, offering just the right amount of encourageme-" (bumrushed by Elinor Burkett...cue the music)

The Sunshine Blog Award is awarded to bloggers whose positivity and creativity inspire others in the blog world. The rules for accepting the award are:

1. Put the logo on your blog or within your post.
2. Pass the award to 5 bloggers.
3. Link the nominees within your post.
4. Let them know they received this award by commenting on their blog.
5. Share the love and link to the person from whom you received this award.
6. Share 5 things about yourself

Considering my newbie status in the world of bloggers, passing on this most dubious award is somewhat of a challenge. I wasn't a blog-reader prior to being a blog-writer. It was actually less than a month ago that I stepped into this cyberspace arena, and I have to say, it's a bit incestual. Thus, my first award goes to....

1. Wendy,
No fair. Julie added Wendy as her 6th awardee. And since she was my first follower that didn't know the sound of my voice, I must list her! Her smile is sunshine stretched sideways and her words, whether on her blog or in my comments brighten my day.

2. sweatpantsmom,
Granted, she knows not who I am, but I found her on Julie the Wife's list of blogs and I heart her. I don't know exactly who she works (worked) for, but I live vicariously through her professional experiences. Toss in a side of homelife and whatever she's sellin', I'm buyin'.

3. Brenda,
B and I go waaaay back. Back before there was internet. Okay, not that far, but before there was PC internet connection in our tiny little Indiana towns. We've reconnected on Facebook over the last year, and have provided each other with some truth serum and girl power to get us through this crazy thing called life. Thanks, B.

Another friend from long ago, reconnected on this social networking stage. One part sarcasm, one part cynicism and 2 parts, "seriously, who lives like this?" She writes when she can't not write. Thanks for sharing.

5. Uummmmm.....I suck. How unsunshiney of me to not be able to hand out another Sunshine Blog Award. If only I had another week or two to peruse the interwebs. Screw it, I gotta busy day...gotta move on.

Again, must offer the incestual link love for Julie, the Wife:

A Day in the Wife,
As mentioned in my acceptance speech, Julie was my go-to-girl when I decided to type, proof, and publish. She offered nothing but encouragement and has graciously given me much needed advice (and plugs).

I feel that I'm an open book, and "about me" has already been stated. What other "about me" can I possibly come up with in ten minutes????

1. I decided I wanted to write a blog before I had ever read one.

2. I decided I wanted to be a Zumba instructor before I ever took a Zumba class.

3. I'm really good at a lot of things, but not stellar at anything. I thought being a parent would be my shining accomplishment. I continue to just be really good at a lot of things.

4. I obviously don't know how to correctly "link" others' posts.

5. Ummmmm.....I'm thankful Julie gave me something to write about today. But embarrassed at how little I have to say. My mind is elsewhere, but I did want to take the time to give my "sunny shout-outs."

Hope someone "blows sunshine up your arse today," (as Julie did mine), because it does seem to be contagious. It's like that insurance commercial where someone does something nice for someone (like saves them from being squashed by towering crates of produce, and then they pass it on by motioning a car to stop before they back into a little old lady, etc., etc.). Maybe if you let someone in an obvious, flustered hurry this morning cut in front of you in line at Starbucks, the barrista will find a way to resolve peace in the middle east.

Peace out, Sunshine.