Someone thinks I’m lovely! :-D
My friend (and fellow parodist) Lea named me as one of her recipients of the Lovely Blogger Award that’s been making the rounds of the blogosphere lately. Thank you, Lea! It really is lovely to be acknowledged by one’s blog peers, and in my case, one whom I follow and admire.
According to the award’s rules (optional, of course), I am now supposed to list my 15 choices for the LBA, and telling you seven things about myself. But you know what? Within the past year or so, we had something similar going around called the Versatile Blogger Award, and I was a participant in that as well. So this time, respectfully, I am going to pass.
I honestly can’t come up with seven things that y’all don’t already know. With years of blogging and posting, plus an autobiography, what haven’t I told you? How many times can I mention The Minutiae of Erica — who doesn’t already know that I hate cottage cheese or that I was in a carpool as a kid with Jamie Lee Curtis?
For the blogs I admire, you can reread my Versatile Blogger Award post here. I’d like to update that list with three more entries: the always thought-provoking Ludwig’s Rohrstock-Palast, the smart and entertaining Pandora’s Spanked, Not Silenced and of course, my buddy Secret Spanko.
Yesterday was one of those days we all have now and then, riddled with irritants. Nothing earth-shattering, just a lot of annoying crap. I overslept and had exactly five minutes before I had to leave for a haircut appointment (I was late, of course, and then my hairdresser was running late anyway). I scraped the hell out of my forearm. I discovered that the book I’d just started was worthless, because, due to a printing error, there were 33 pages missing — it skipped from page 32 to page 65. I did laundry, and of course, the dryer I’d chosen didn’t work and I was left with a dryer full of damp sheets, towels, underwear and socks. Not wanting to use another five quarters, I then draped damp wash over every available surface in my apartment. Finally, went to record something on my DVR and discovered that something was on the fritz and the on-screen recording functions weren’t showing up on the TV screen. So I called my TV repairman, a really dependable, inexpensive and knowledgeable guy I’ve used several times before… and got a recording that this number was not accepting incoming calls. WTF?
But then I heard about Aurora, CO. And that put it all in perspective. My thoughts go out to the victims and their loved ones. Awful, awful thing.
Go be nice to each other, y’all. And have a great weekend.