Jacqueline over at Mature Student Hanging in There (or maturestudenthanginginthere) was kind enough to award me the 7×7 Award earlier in the week. Jacqueline is one of those who make bold claims like: white powdery stuff falls from the sky and collects on the roads, rooftops and sidewalks (I still suspect this is a myth since this past week we’ve had highs in the 80’s (26’s if you’re one of those Celsius cultists) and we all know the weather is the same everywhere and that the Earth is flat and carried on the back four elephants atop the giant star turtle Great A’Tuin.
Ok, so I don’t believe the world is actually flat, but I’m spot-on about the turtle.
Thanks to Jacqueline, I’ve learned about Scottish traditions – most recently Burns Night. Of course, the fact that I didn’t know this prior to a few weeks ago earned the great disdain of one of my British co-workers. Once I recognized his face was collapsing in from the complete horror that I had not heard of this, I reminded him that he’d used a certain word in the past to describe Americans and their ignorance of other cultures. He started throwing out possible words. “Was it xenophobic? Isolationist? Ignorant? Provincial?” I smiled as he spoke each new word, and declared that it wasn’t the correct one just so he’d throw out more. Exasperated, he finally threw in the towel and explained more about Burns Night.
Now, my understanding of the award is the recipient is supposed to name 7 posts that I like and then pass on the award to 7 fellow bloggers. Well, here’s where I need to confess that I’m terrible about reading multiple blogs, many that I do read have won the 7×7 award and I’m terrible about passing on awards. It’s not that I don’t appreciate the blogs or their authors; I’m just the perfect storm of shy and lazy.
So, I’ll cheat a bit and list a few of the blogs I enjoy (they in no way represent all the blogs I enjoy and are not all the blogs I think deserve recognition):
I love stories and I deeply admire people who can tell them well. My epitaph will doubtlessly read, “tell me a story” since this is a common plea. A few of the blogs I can always count on for their writing, their wit and a great turn of phrase are:
All Write written under my new favorite pseudonym Harper Faulkner. Complete aside: I feel there really should be an actual author sporting this name. Faulkners, I’m looking at you.
Kana’s Chronicles, formerly Kana’s Notebook
Anna’s Family Blog – which isn’t the name and I can’t link to it, but trust me there are a lot of funny stories being told there.
I’ve added a lot of these stories into my personal story repertoire so I’m always well prepared when challenged to, “tell me a story.” Most of my friends are now familiar with these author’s names, their personal tales and my friends enjoy hearing the latest stories. (Left on my own, I’d just retell the stories they’d already heard many times before and be greeted with great groans that said, “please, not the time you freaked out in sketch writing class again.”) Plus, these stories are fresh and not the typical Happy Hour gossip, “well and then do you know what she did next? I know!!!! And there was a chinchilla in the room. NO!” (As we all know, chinchillas are possibly the cutest animal ever and when people are up to things they shouldn’t be it should never be in sight of an innocent chinchilla. Note: no chinchillas were actually in any rooms they shouldn’t have been that I’m aware of) (Yes, I am ending that sentence in a preposition – flying in the face of all good grammar, because I don’t feel like writing “of which I am aware.” I’m a rebel.)
A blog I discovered through All Write that I’m enjoying (and Seth, I think you might as well if only for the photography; the author is married to a photojournalist) is:
I guess I’ve now made this award a 5×7, which is a nice size for a photograph.
As for my 7 blog entries, I had a tough time. I’ve had this blog since 2006 and have close to 500 posts. It’s hard for me to remember what I wrote and harder still to pick out a favorite so I relied on the help of friends and included several of their suggestions. I’m only naming 6 right now, since I told my friend DeAnne that she’d have time to think about it post some fun oral surgery. (Lucky girl, send her good healing vibes.) So, in no particular order:
Some Kind of Woman – I wrote this the night after my mother passed away unexpectedly at the age of 65. I was sitting across from my Mom chatting when it happened; it’s a moment that haunts me as I stand perpetually at that door watching the events of the day repeat. I never intended for this to be read at her funeral; however, my aunt asked if she could. It’s the only piece that has ever been presented to a large audience. Hrmm… probably says a lot about my writing.
I Hate Houston – this is a very inside joke between me and another friend, although I am proud to claim that at one point it was among the top 3 searches if you Googled “I Hate Houston”. Sadly, it’s slipping in the ratings. Anyway, it’s my most read blog piece. Oh, and for the record, I’m just indifferent to Houston.
Hey, Don’t I Know You – where I make fun of reincarnation
A Drought Jingle – I still want a jingle. Just the other day it sprinkled a bit and a cheery newscaster posed the question, “will this be enough rain to pull us out of the drought?” We need 20+ inches of rain and his question made me want to stomp down to the station and kick him in the balls while responding, “this rain won’t be enough, but maybe your tears will be!” Needless to say, I’m still mad about the drought. But hey, only 9 more years to go!! JAZZ HANDS!
(Reserved for DeAnne)
Thanks to all you folks you regularly slog through my writing. I appreciate all of you.