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.