I have my fellow bloggers and readers to thank for the Gargie Award.
But before I say anything further, have you taken a closer look at that gargie? Is that short for gargoyle? And what happened to his eyes? I suppose that’s the photographer in me going, uh, what the hell? I’m thinking I could GIMP (not photoshop) that little gargie and make him look like one of those gnomes with the flurescent-colored hair.
Alas, my penchant for pretty images has hijacked my writing.
Janine and Terrye, thank you so much for thinking of me. You’re both so sweet and kind to recognize me. I am grateful for the elevated status to…gargoyle? Ha! I shall pass on this award and turn others into gargoyle recipients.
Sometimes I think these awards are tests in disguise. Tests for following instructions:
- Display the award badge on your site.
- Publish a post to inform the world of your great achievement.
- Nominate some fellow bloggers (who have been outstanding in their field or perhaps who you admire).
- Indicate to your nominees that they have received the award… provided you have completed step three.
Now that I got a 100% on that little quiz, it’s on to the next award:
I received this one from Gina and Ruchira. Gina’s blog is full of hilarity and witty life stories. Ruchira’s blog has daily mantras which are always uplifting. Thank you both for thinking of me. That means a lot – even if I do have to carry out the rules of these tasks. Ha!
And of COURSE there are some rules:
- Thank the blogger who nominated you and include a link to their site.
- Add The Versatile Blogger Award picture to your blog post.
- Nominate 7 fellow bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly and include a link to their site.
- Let them know you have nominated them.
- Share 7 random facts about you.
Let’s see…seven bloggers?
There’s Terrye. She’s special because she’s always been encouraging and supportive and just when you think life gets too serious, you can go to her blog and really laugh until your gut hurts.
Then there’s Clark. Can I tell you how much I’ve learned about the inner-workings of my brain on his website? Holy moly I feel like I’ve gained insights into the deep, dark recesses of my mind that I didn’t know were there.
And Lisa. Oh Lisa! I always see her like a hummingbird bringing joy and happiness wherever she goes. She’s a wonderful writer and a very resourceful business owner.
There’s Amy. Her blog is always such fun to read because she and I think alike. She’s a fellow “clark” and her visions of life as it should be are so refreshing.
And Rich. I will never look at snakes the same way again, nor will I ever expect a photo critique without a different perspective from this dude.
Melissa has another great blog. She has poignant stories about life and its trials and tribulations. She tells it like it is and sometimes it’s funny and sometimes it’s serious, but you always walk away having learned something new.
Janine. I have to recognize Janine because she’s the most go-getter blogger I ever met and she’s a great role-model. She’s a power blogger and I have a feeling she’s going to rise to the ranks of Pioneer Woman.
Now for the 7 random facts that I haven’t shared here before…which will be difficult…but um…um…
1. I used to hate beer and wine. Now, I prefer red wine and stout beer. Did someone say Vanilla Porter?
2. I used to believe I never wanted much money. I was delusional. It’s what makes our society tick and it sucks if you don’t have it.
3. I wish women’s shoe sizes were the same. When all your shoes are size 7 and/or 7.5, and then you order a size 7 pair of hiking boots online, it’s awful hiking in them because your toes are banging the ends.
4. I have written 2 novels. And I have not published them. There must be something wrong with me but I’m scared to. They’re both in first-draft form.
5. I have cold hands and feet. In fact, I have Raynaud’s and winter pisses me off because I can never seem to warm up, especially when my hands and feet are numb.
6. I used to laugh at people who put up cots or air mattresses in their tents when camping because I thought they were wimps. Now, that’s all I want when I go camping. Better yet, can we just rent a beach house? Or take a motor home?
7. I’m 33 and I still care deeply about what my parents think. In fact, I want them to be proud of me. My dad has only ever said it to me once, when I graduated college with a second Bachelor’s degree.