And the award goes to …

… me, for having the intestinal fortitude to not only watch the award shows, but to stick with ’em from start to finish. Yay me. My God they are boring. And long.

Every year I say “that’s it, no more, I am not going to watch next year.” And next year comes around and there I am, tuned in yet again.

This year I really wasn’t going to watch, but did out of curiosity — not to see who would win, but to see how they’d handle all the sexual harassment charges in the industry.

At first when I saw all the women (and a lot of men)

Blame it on the drugs

I’m not one to pass the buck. We all mess up from time to time. When I do, I like to own up to it, get it off my chest, so to speak. What can I say? I have a conscience. Well, this past Friday was my day. Not the only time I’ve ever screwed up, by a long shot. Let’s just say it was the most recent.

It wasn’t a mistake, per say. It was an oversight. Make that two oversights. I just realized it, so I’m here to set the record straight.

What I’m referring to is the blog I wrote, about receiving the “Versatile Blogger Award”. To be honest, I wasn’t feeling all that great; and I wasn’t my usual thorough self. There are two bloggers whose blogs I really enjoy, whose blogs I follow; and, had I been thinking clearly, I would have included them on my list of nominees.

Did you miss me?

Just kidding.  Couldn’t resist.  I know it’s only been two days.  I’ve enjoyed my two days off, I must say.  It did give me a chance to clear my head.  I didn’t realize I needed it until Wednesday, when I had no blog post to worry about.  It was very nice to be able to roll over and go back to sleep for a little while.  Without having to think.

By yesterday, though, I couldn’t help myself.  Ideas for blogs started permeating my thoughts.  And now, here I am, back at it.  And very happy to be here.

You may, or may not, have noticed there’s something missing.  I’m not keeping track of days.  No need to now.  The other difference is, this story does NOT have a 2-word headline.  That was another challenge I gave myself with the original 365.  I proved I could do

Day 203. Blue Skies

Well, the skies have certainly cleared since I wrote yesterday’s blog post.  At least, the skies over my apartment.  Give me a minute and I’ll explain.  Regular readers of my blog know I’ve got a moratorium going on accepting awards, at the moment.  They know, because I mentioned it, the last time I blogged about an award I’d just received.

It was a decision I made for no other reason, than I felt I had been given more than my fair share.  And it was only fair, and right, to give a chance to some of the other equally worthy WordPress bloggers in our community.  Those who hadn’t, as yet, been recognized.  Or as recognized as I’ve been.

Today, however, I’m making an exception.

Yesterday, I wrote about my frustration with inaccurate weather forecasting.  And a fellow blogger, Pete, gave me the Sunshine Award.  While I know he was (and is) saying he enjoys my blog, what I love most is the ‘poetic justice’ between my

Day 167. Women Only

For all the men in my blogging life, ignore the title. You’re more than welcome here. Feel free to come in, make yourselves at home, and read away. All will become clear in a minute or two.

When I watched the Golden Globes last Sunday, in their acceptance speeches, both Jodi Foster and Kevin Costner sounded like they were retiring from the business. At least that’s what it sounded like to me. I guess time will tell. It matters not. I’m only bringing it up because I find myself, once again, being offered another award. For which I am very grateful.

Sincere thanks go to Chris, the woman behind Press “M” for Menopause. Like so many of us she’s a multi-tasker, with tons on her plate. She turned to blogging because she thought it would be a great way to express herself; and meet people with similar interests. She’s also a very good photographer, who’s just bought herself a fabulous, new camera. So when you visit her blog, be sure to check out her second one, SHUTTER, (great name, by the way) which is devoted to her photography.

So now you’re thoroughly confused, I imagine. Wondering what Jodi Foster and Kevin Costner’s speeches have to do with me. Well, I know I keep repeating myself, but I am truly overwhelmed at the response this blog is receiving. I am very

Day 160. Acceptance Speeches

Guess what.  It’s that time of year again.  The People’s Choice Awards just took place last Wednesday night.  The Golden Globes are tonight.  Both the Oscar and Grammy nominations have already been announced.  We’ll find out who all the winners are next month.

Right here, on WordPress, bloggers continue to receive the nod from fellow bloggers, on a daily basis.

And it seems my blog is up for another award.  The Beautiful Blogger.

You’ll be very grateful to know my acceptance speech is very short and sweet.  I will not be clutching a cheat sheet full of notes and names.

I will not be thanking everyone I’ve ever known, including the doctor who delivered me (may he rest in peace), any of my teachers (may they also rest in peace), ex boyfriends (may they … never mind), the guy who sold me my first computer, or

Day 152. Great Start

We’re just a few days into the New Year, and already I am lucky enough to have a fellow blogger think my blog is worthy of recognition.  Just the other evening I received an email from the young woman behind the blog, Cancer In My Thirties, telling me she was nominating me for the Reality Blog Award.

I can’t tell you how touched I am.  With everything going on in her own life, to think she even takes the time to read my blog amazes me, thrills me and humbles me. I hope you read her blog.  Her willingness to share what she’s going through, and the honesty with which she writes, really deserves your time.  You won’t be sorry, trust me.  She is a courageous and inspiring woman, is all I can say.

There are no ‘rules’ that go along with this one.  There are some questions; and because they are different from all the others, I am going to answer them.  So here goes:

1.  If you could change something about your life what would you change?

Nothing.  I stand by the decisions and choices I’ve made.  Mistakes and all.  I get to do the one thing I have wanted to do since I was a young girl.  I am a writer.  How lucky am I?  Sure, when we get the chance to look

Day 140. I’m Blushing

Honestly, I don’t know what to say.  It’s an embarrassment of riches.  Back in October, a fellow blogger nominated my blog for the Lovely Blogger Award.  Just a week or so ago, another blogger gave me the 2012 Blog of the Year Award.  And then a couple of days later, one of my posts was Freshly Pressed.  There’s no question, I’ve received more than my fair share of recognition, lately.

And now there’s more.  Which is why my face is flushed.  I’m not someone who craves the spotlight.

Last Saturday Mavis, who writes Mavimet’s Weblog, nominated me for a Very Inspiring Blogger Award.  I was only introduced to Mavis’s blog recently, but I’ve enjoyed what I’ve read so far.  Two of her ‘weaknesses’ are chocolate and popcorn; and she writes about pets and life, including Africa.  Of course given my affection for

Day 131. Another Award

Honestly, I don’t know what to say.  I have been getting such a good response to my blog.  I’ve had my fair share of visits, follows, ‘likes’ and comments.  Not so long ago the film and travel-loving author of MANNINGTREE ARCHIVE nominated me for the One Lovely Blogger Award .

And last night I returned home from a night out, to find the brains and talent behind one of my favourite blogs, Evil Squirrel’s Nest, had chosen me, (and several other very worthy recipients), for The 2012 Blog of the Year Award.

Over the years in my professional career as a copywriter and creative director, my work has been recognized many, many times.  And I’m very grateful for it.  My greatest satisfaction, however, is when my work is liked by those who read it.  Those who choose to read it.  When they appreciate it.  When they think it is worthy of mention.

When we nominate each other, it’s significant.  Because we’re peers.  Fellow bloggers.  And fellow readers.  There is so much available in the blogosphere.  So much really wonderful, wonderful work.  Which is why I