Conversation on the phone with my best friend today:
“Cr-ap. My internet connection just went out. The cable company’s doing maintenance today.”
“Oh, no. For how long?”
“They said until maybe 5:00. That’s, let me see…5 hours from now. Dammit.” (Do I swear too much?)
“Seriously, don’t they know you have blogs to read?”
“I know! You’d think. That’s like 47 years in dog years.”
“You mean blog years.”
Fortunately, I was reconnected in
9 blog years almost no time at all.
It’s time to write a few thank-you notes for the beautiful awards that have come my way in recent weeks. Sorry for taking so long to do this. Emily Post is not happy with me, either.
This first one came to me from Coco at Mommyhood and Life According to Coco. She writes beautifully about some things that are vast and painful, but can also dish about her favorite guilty pleasure, romance novels. I love that kind of complexity.
I’m passing it along to Julie Pippert: Using My Words, because she does exactly that. She uses her words to make the world better. I admire her sense of justice and fairness, along with her observations on all the nuances of motherhood.
This next award came from TXPoppet at Canned Laughter. She’s seems to think that my driving music has earned me “shotgun status on future road trips.” I don’t take that responsibility lightly, you know. I’m delighted that she shared it with me–plus, I dig anyone who less-than-3s my blog.
This one’s going to Mary Alice at From the Frontlines, because she can tell a great story. If you need proof, read her post from yesterday. While you’re there, convince her to sit outside for a while, alone, and quiet. She could use a break.
I love this next award, since it made me feel like kind of a badass when Daryl E at out & about in new york city passed it along to me. I can always count on her for gorgeous images from her life in New York, and good stories to go along with them.
I’m sharing this one with cce at Mad Marriage, because she’s got a lot of girl power and she’s a great writer.
And this award is from Cath at CrazyCath. She is one of my newer, but very dear, blogging friends. She lives in England, and I find myself hearing what she writes, in what I imagine her accent would sound like. (I haven’t told her that, so please don’t let on that you know.)
I’m supposed to pass this along to at least 10 others, but the hard part is narrowing it down to just 10. These, and many others which I also love, are part of my daily reading, and I look forward to each of them.