Grandad said he nominated me for an award…
I gave him some lip because we all know how we feel about nominations. So I said, let me know when I won.
Sixty – For that… you have won! No prize except that you can secretly bask in the glory. Or you can brag about it to your friends [if any] but they will think you are strange.
I graciously accept this award in the spirit in which was intended. Kinda like being 1998 out of 2000.
I pass this award to:
Catch Her in The Wry is a budding blogger who has done a great job of posting good reading on a regular basis.
Redneck Diva is just nuts and will hunt me down if I don’t give her the award.
Erin Brockvich because I like Julia Roberts.
Yeah, I have to agree — as schmoozers go, you are one of the schmooziest.
My first award, even if it is second hand. Fits right in with my second hand husband, second hand car, second hand clothes, second hand pets. I do appreciate the compliment and the link and I promise I won’t let it go to my head like some nameless blogger who has to do a happy dance when he wins a contest.
lol Mark! Go you ever feel like Rodney Dangerfield?
@ Gretchen: thanks?
@ Catch Her In the Wry: it’s not second hand, I gave you a knew one.
@ Kay: More like Moe Stooge.
Thank you for recognizing my insanity. Most people tend to just ignore it and hope I go away.
Thanks for the award! I’ve been schmoozed this morning before work and don’t have time for a shower, but hey, worse things could happen before work, right?
You are welcome stinky.