Thinking AND Rockin

JUMPIN' G.W. ON A POGO STICK!

I'm multi-talented!

I make people "think," (thank you again, Christy), which can truly be considered a feat in this day and age, knowing how useless some of the walking, talking piles of feces on this planet are that are consuming good oxygen the rest of us could be putting to better use. I also "rock." I am just so proud of myself. After doing all that, working 100+ hours a week at 4 different jobs and juggling a house, a husband (who is a full-time job all unto himself), health issues, and SIX KIDS.....holy shit, am I ever tired.

Yes, this has a point. The point is, my notorious blogger-sis Jo (yes, I've adopted you, my dear) of Life With Heathens fame has given me yet another award I am proud to display:


The hardest part of handing these back out is not finding someone to pass them on to, it is narrowing the list down of who you want to give them to, since there are just too many to choose from. Makes my head hurt. I thought I was supposed to make YOU think, not the other way around.

Damn, there goes G.W. on his pogo stick again. Oh, look, I think I see Cheney's ass right behind him, taking pot shots at G.W. with a shotgun.

Anyhow. Back on track and quit being a flake, Angie. I now proudly pass this totally awesome HOT PINK award and also totally awesome PURDY BLUE award on to four well-deserving girls and one guy:


My other dear blogger-sis (yes, I've adopted you as well) Paisley from ......Why Paisley????? I just can't help myself. You NEED one of these flashy hot pink awards that just screams at everyone viewing your blog. I said so, and I am the boss and I am always right (really, I am).

Annie from One Thing I HATE About Today, who gives me a dose of my own favorite kind of medicine and who's photos have inspired me to buy my very first digital camera 4 days ago so I can capture candid moments of my neighbors running around half naked, shoveling dirt piles, while the neighbors stare in horror.

Mothergoosemouse, who won my heart the instant I found out she hated bras as much as I do. Yeah. Don't bother buying them, hon, just throw them all away. I did.

Diamondssaphire of Nonsense, Fun, Tears, Happiness, and Anger All Rolled into One cuz she's just as "independent and opinionated" as I am, and oh, how I love that trait in my fellow bloggers!

Darius from Diary of a Poor Black Man. He calls 'em as he sees 'em and I love him for it. He's not afraid to stir the turd so he's just like me, only he's, well, a GUY.

Thanks to all you folks, for not just entertaining me and/or keeping me pondering the answer to the question of life, the universe, and everything (which is 42, if you didn't know), but especially for not letting me feel sorry for myself since I just don't have time for that and need a clone or twelve to keep up with reading all your great stuff. And one to do the work. I'm getting a little tired of that, too. I would also like to have one to deal with DH when he's busy being A MAN.