OK, widgets. Make way for my new badge of honor:
As awarded by ByJane, this award was founded by Kayla over at Project Mommy. I gave my acceptance speech over in ByJane's comment's section, so I won't bore you with it here. Needless to say, I was booed off the stage by the orchestra's swelling of Exodus. But don't you worry about me, I didn't take it personally. This alleged non-meme dictates that I anoint others.
Well, this is where my pitiful past rings my doorbell, hides under my bed, and slinks between those two too-small interview suits in the closet. Haunting me. I'm one of those blockheads at the bottom of the pyramid- er, network marketing hierarchy - as I have virtually no blogger friends.
Did you ever sell Amway or Cutco knives or MelaLeuca or whatever and you got to the point where you were asked to write down the phone numbers of ten of your friends and you were supposed to make appointments with them to SELL to them? I get sick just thinking about it. I really hate selling - my Cutco career lasted 4 days. And I really really don't like thinking about that part of my life. I get an icky loser feeling and want to run away.
Here's the thing: I have a long Christmas card mailing list. I have lots of "friends". My day job is in the IT industry. And I'm a writer. And a blogger. So you'd THINK that combination would add up to lots of blogging friends. Nope, apparently my friends have better things to do than dick around on the internet.
I only know two bloggers who qualify for Blog Awards. One who rarely posts and has gone a bit MIA and one who awarded my blog as Excellent. (By the way, thanks for the award, Jane - you make up 1/2 of my blogger community)
And the Excellence in blogging awards go to:
So congratulations to the big winners and I've once again turned my branch of the network tree into a lifeless brittle twig that will probably be struck by lightning.
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