Thank you for being a friend

Ohhhh, Luuuuucy! You got some assepting to do.

True to my procrastinating roots, I’ve let a couple of blogger awards gather dust on the cyber-mantle without having yet properly acknowledged the honor. I suck like that. I apologize. (oh, and see what i’m doing here…i can’t accept an award without berating myself, ‘thank you for this lovely award. it is quite an honor. i suck. thank you.’)

Seriously, I am touched that someone thinks enough of me and/or my writing to pass an award (or two) along my way. I’m not afraid to admit I doubt myself and find much of what I write a bunch of drivel. And, like most folks, I often wonder why I broadcast my life out there for anyone with an internet connection to peruse. Naturally, I don’t expose the deep, dark, scaly underbelly of dee’s world, but I have been known to wax on ad nauseam about my crotch or the various states of fecal matter or today I could write a scroller on the nipple piercings I received from Ethan. See, not really topics I would discuss with Miss Ruth over some picked-up sticks, but give me my bullhorn blog and I’ll blabber away. Hear ye, hear ye, my nipples are on fire!

Another thing, (i can hear XUP now, “accept the damn awards already!” i’m on my way) I feel like I’m losing my voice lately. My writing voice. I’m sure it’s a combination of mental exhaustion from constant baby wrangling, working to keep a slim amount of peace in the house, and the fact that I rarely speak with any other adult(s). On the off chance I am in a position to communicate with another adult, I find myself employing Crazy Speak. Like during the whole Coco retrieval fiasco, I walked up to the counter to pay the dog fine at City Hall…the counter where lo, an adult is conversing with me.

What’s the dog’s name?

Coco. Coco Rodriguez. His last name is Rodriguez. But, I’m White. I mean not white as in white race which I guess I should say Caucasian. No, my last name is White. But, I guess I’m white, too. White like Caucasian. Yeh, Coco Rodriguez.

I just needed the dog’s first name.

Oh.

My writing voice and my speaking voice are one and the same. I write how I speak (only without the dollar signs in a$$ or exclamation point in sh!t…but, i do tend to veer off-topic often while talking, only without making a parentheses gesture…maybe i’ll try that…crazy speak along with punctuation gestures…nice). So, now I write how I would imagine I would speak if I were saying anything other than “Did you make a poo-poo?” “No, no popsicles for breakfast.” “Read. Read now. No, don’t turn the volume up and ignore me. Go read.” “Did you make a poo-poo?”

I constantly fight the urge to post ‘Poo-poo, shoo-shoo, caa-caa, doo-doo.’ That’s my voice these days.

Okay, okay, XUP. On my way…moving on.

Getting my heal caught in the hem of my dress on the way to the podium…

My long overdue acceptance of two awards from two blogging honeys.

Grandy from Functional Shmunctional bestowed upon me the Arte Y Pico Award. (nevermind that was nearly a month ago…uhhh the losing my writing voice thing, yeh) While I’m sure the originator was aiming for the ‘peak of art’ as a translation, I prefer (and joked with grandy) my own Art and Pen!s Award as pico is Spanish slang for pen!s. Not a bad way to spend the evening…some art and pen!s. But, I digress.

The award. Let me borrow Grandy’s words (which i think are also borrowed…we’re two lazy a$$es) to adequately describe the award (aside from the whole pen!s thing) and the rules.

About the Arte Y Pico Award

This award was created to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creativity and their talents, and for contributing to the blogging world in whatever medium. When you receive this award it is considered a “special honor”. Once you have received this award, you are to pass it on to 5 others. What a wonderful way to show some love and appreciation to your fellow bloggers!

The rules for passing this honor on are..

1) Pick 5 blogs that you would like to award this honor to.

2) Each award has to have the name of the author and also a link to his or her blog to be visited by everyone.

3) Each award winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given her or him the award itself.

4) Award-winner and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of “Arte y Pico” blog, so everyone will know the origin of this award from Arte Y Pico.

Thank you, dear Grandy, for this special honor of Art and Pen!s uhhh Arte Y Pico. I am tickled that you find me worthwhile and get an occasional chuckle from my hysterics.

Passing along the award to 5 bloggers among many who make me smile…in alphabetical order…I wouldn’t want to instigate a blog riot over art and pen!s.

1. XUP – Always with interesting and relevant posts (like mites gnawing around in your underwear…she gets you thinking…and squirming), I can’t stop expressing how glad I am that she’s back in the blogosphere.
2. Mary Lynn – In my slow acquisition of all Canadian bloggers, she is the second Canuck I’ve pulled curbside. I’ve spent the past three Saturday mornings in a row with her blog post on The Best Buttermilk Pancakes Ever! open as these have become our favorite weekend breakfast treat. The combination of cinnamon and vanilla…it’s french toast in pancake form. All that’s missing is a complimentary footrub.
3. mightiadd – After reading her 101 things about herself (which i believe is buried in an early post of hers…dig around…here we go…oh, and it’s only 100), I immediately latched onto her as we share quite a bit in common (her, her, her, her…oh, my writing voice pains me, ahem). And, if you ever need any advice on cloth diapering or making your own baby food or I bet anything else, this is your go-to gal. She does her research (her).
4. nylonthread – One of the original visitors to Tha Curb, she is sweet, personable, and crafty with her little hands. She hocks her goods on Etsy if you ever find yourself in the market for a killer pair of origami earrings.
5. wrekehavoc – Another Curb original. What she doesn’t realize is I am the younger sister her family put up for adoption as they wanted to give her sole alpha female status. How would she have ever won Jeopardy three times! if I were there robbing her of attention?

And, there we have it. One award graciously accepted (thank you, thank you) and passed along (you’re welcome, you’re welcome).

In the interest of shorter blog posts (and screaming babies nipping at my heels), I’ll save the other award for another post.

Now, I’m off to discuss poo-poo and doo-doo with my pint-sized conversationalists.