The Universe is trying to tell me something. I’m just going with it.
Last week, Mama Feoneafey gave me a Beautiful Blogger award. I was really flattered by the honour but hesitated to post about it. Despite all appearances, I am uncomfortable about being singled out at work, in life, and in blog land. This week, The Chicken’s Consigliere has graced me with an award as well. The universe clearly wants me to do something. So I’ve decided to roll the announcement into one post and thank both of these lovely ladies for thinking enough of me and my little patch of blogger to nominate me for these awards.
And in the words of Sally Field - “I can't deny the fact that you like me, right now, you like me!” I love Sally. Especially when she flies. Not so much when she has lots of whiny dysfunctional grown up children.
So the rules for the award were:
Thank the giver. or in my case giver(s). Reveal 7 things about yourself. Pass it on to five bloggers you admire.
I was going to turn it round on all of you and make you ask me 7 questions. But I guess that’s not in the spirit of these awards. Bummer. I’d like to know what you want to know.
OK these are my 7 things :
At the rehearsal prior to our wedding, the celebrant took us through the order of the proceedings so we were clear what would be happening when. I had already practiced being married from 1989-1992, so this was really for Mr. P's benefit. On the actual day , during the reading the celebrant paused at the end of the question...”What is love ?” for dramatic effect. In my nervousness I panicked thinking “Crap, I’m sure we didn’t rehearse this part!" So being the cool cucumber that I am I said “Bugger- I didn’t know there was going to be a test “ . It broke the ice. Everyone relaxed. We got married. The rest is history.
I am allergic to all the good drugs. In fact Mr. P has just come back from the chemist after getting cough medicine for me , that does not contain ephedrine. I also cannot take benzodiazepines. Bummer. Looks like I’m just going to have to deal with my life without chemical enhancement.
There are 12 people left on the face of the earth that smoke cigarettes. I am one of them. Don’t lecture me.
I wet the bed until I was almost 12. Professionally, I am now a toilet training expert. Coincidence? I think not....
I once spent 60 hours straight in my pyjamas to win a bet. Not a bet for money . Just for Glory. And in that time I had to leave the house to go to the shops. For Cigarettes. Don’t lecture me.
I am planning to write a series of posts called “Shameful Secret Sunday”. I am afraid I will never run out of things to confess. And that nobody will be surprised by any of my posts.
I cannot be seen outside of my front gate in track/yoga pants. Nor can I wear runners with jeans. I think if I did either of those things my head would explode. It’s fine if you want to do it. I just can’t. I have a number of weird rules I live my life by. That is just one of them.
So the following people can snaffle this award and put it on your blog or in your sidebar or both because I'm sharing the love.
The 5 bloggers I admire (aside from the two people who gave me these awards ) are :
a clever title goes here- The Lovely Leslie. Leslie makes me laugh . Out loud. Often. And every so often she slips in a post that is so deep and profound it actually makes me think about stuff I don’t usually think about. I love that Leslie can have me laughing with one post and really thinking with the next. You have to read her posts about her restaurant job- funny!
Calicos in Bloom – Lisa was the first person who liked my blog enough to make repeat visits. In addition she is a lovely, thoughtful person to boot. And she is a prolific quilter and she doesn’t use patterns. This is one talented lady folks. Plus she's my oreo dealer.
The Sarcastic Quilter – You know why. I think Beck is one of my long lost relatives. Mrs. Sarcastic was the first person who ever emailed me directly. Now if I didn't get an email from her every few days I'd probably worry. Some people you just connect with. Hilarious , Warm and when I get to the US, I'm inviting myself over. Consider yourself warned. And you better be holding two wine glasses when I get there.
Sunshine?Paradise? -Marg lives in one of the most beautiful parts of Australia. She crochets , she bakes, she has a lovely home, and she quilts. These are just a few of her talents. And yet she remains one of the most down to earth people I have "met" in Blogland.
That man Quilts? Yes, if you haven’t seen Lane’s blog wander on over. He’s a man and he quilts. I have to say I think it’s way cool that a man can have as much fun with fabric as I can. Genuine, honest , and he calls it like he see's it. I like those qualities a lot.
I’m changing the rules about this award because I’m a break the rules kind of chick and because I think we’re all adult enough to decide our own rules. And because that's what dictators do, and I'm the dictator of my own blog. So.... there are no rules.I’m giving you this award to do with as you will because I like you and because I believe you truly are a beautiful blogger. Enjoy! . If you want to pass this along to others you can decide who , how many, and when. I’m happy to be able to share some bloggy love without coming off like a weirdo stalker.
One last thing . Brenda's blog, Meandering Quilt Thoughts has been featured in the latest issue of "Quilter's Home" magazine as one of the " 55 Rad blogs" mentioned on their cover. So hop on over there so you can brag to your friends you know someone famous. And while you're there have a look at her quilting, which is as beautiful as the lady herself.
P.S. I'm worried about the use of the word "see's". I dont think thats an actual word.