Well, that post title encompases a lot, right? I just wanted to thank a couple of people who have sent me awards lately and one of them I'd completely forgotten about. (Sorry Shimmy). As I sit here in my favorite spot in the living room, I need you to know that George says hello. And he's saying hello with a mouth full of toys. He wants me to play, you see, so he goes to his toy box, fetches a couple of toys and then gingerly lays them next to me. I throw the toy, he fetches it, and well there you have it. Geez, he is such a cute dog.
And now, on to the awards . . .
Shimmy Mom passed this award on to me for being her blogger friend. She wrote: "You are one of my longest, non-family, followers, and have always left encouraging comments, even whenmy life has seemed hectic and my posts were dumb. You were the first "blogger" that I considered a friend. Secondly, I wish like anything, that I could do more for you than type, right now! And please know, that you are in my prayers everyday!"
Thanks, Shimmy! That's sweet. Honestly, it made me feel better right away.
And just the other day, EmmyRedneck over at Musings of a Minnesota Girl sent me the Butterfly Award for the coolest blog. Thanks, Emmy!
The rules for this award are to post it on your site, linking back to the person who gave it to you. And then to nominate ten other blogs, link to them and let them know they have an award. Well, even though that sounds like a lot of work, I'm going to get on it. Really, I am.
So here are some blogs that I personally think are pretty cool. And please note that if you don't see your own blog here, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't think you're cool. It's just that I am an air head. And I can only name ten. And some days, I can only count to ten. You know how it goes.
3. Parvum Opus
4. As My Days Are (need google translator)
8. Quiet Life
So go forth and multiply, my friends. You're all cool.
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And finally, yesterday I got a haircut. At a new salon. ** Gasp ** And I just don't know how to tell my former hairdresser that I've cheated on her, and that I may plan on continuing to do so. Hell, it's not just a plan, it's how it's going to be from now on. This new salon is quite a drive from my house, but they made me feel like a million bucks. And even though it costs a bit more, I couldn't believe how much I liked it.
I didn't think it would be "me", you know, going into a high class salon in this blue-blood town (honestly, that's where it is). But as I sat there with the latest issue of Architectural Digest, and a giant glass of chardonnay (compliments of the house), I decided that not only was it me, but that I could get real used to this very quickly.
My thanks to the friend who turned me on to this place. You know who you are. And I owe you one.
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .