Okay, so I'm getting a very, VERY late start on this year's awards. I'm looking to get votes in 4 categories.
Do you like me? Do you, huh, huh?
If you wouldn't mind given me some lovin', I would be so appreciative. I would be your BFF for life if you'd vote for me.
I'm loving the Hottest Mommy Blogger category the most. I had some fun playing around with my art program tonight. Check out the "New Me" on my sidebar. What do you think?
Don't I look smokin'? Or as W. and his friends would say, "I'm Sexy Hot!"
Don't forget to click on a Blogger's Choice Awards button and vote for me.
Pretty Please with Sugar on top and a Cherry?!
Showing posts with label Wishes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wishes. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Is 41 Too Old To Throw A Tantrum?
I'm miffed. I want to go to BlogHer '08 (stamping feet). I live on the east coast (banging fists on the desk). The conference is in San Francisco (throwing myself on the floor). That's in CALIFORNIA (flailing back and forth on the rug)!
Is anyone else going? Can I hide in your suitcase? Pretty pleeeeeaaaaaase?
I've been only blogging for a little over a year now. I've never been to a Blogher conference. The thought of meeting some of the people behind the blogs I read daily, well, that just would be so awesome! For real, dude!
If the event wasn't so very far away from me, I seriously would want to be there. I might soil myself on the way, as I would be nervous as hell, but I wouldn't be the only one, right? I mean, I can't be the only blogger who would be wondering if anyone would talk to me. I just hate being the nerd in the corner. Would anyone even KNOW me or my blog? And if they did, would that be a good thing? Or would it just be confirmed to me that I should be walking around with my finger and thumb in the shape of an L on my forehead?
Definitely scary.
I keep reading some of my favorite blogger's posts and I can see how much fun BlogHer will be. I envy them and their confidence. They do not seem afraid to set forth and venture into the great crowd of bloginistas.
But then it hits me. I know their secret. Their elixir of strength and courage!
ALCOHOL! The kind that keeps on pouring until someone sets something on fire! Hallelujah! There may be hope for me yet! I can do that! I could be the queen of the prom! Just give me some booze and I'll just ooze self-assurance. Just don't give me any of that Southern Comfort stuff, otherwise I'll be oozing more than you all bargained for.
Now if I could just afford a plane ticket. Maybe I'll take her advice.
Is anyone else going? Can I hide in your suitcase? Pretty pleeeeeaaaaaase?
I've been only blogging for a little over a year now. I've never been to a Blogher conference. The thought of meeting some of the people behind the blogs I read daily, well, that just would be so awesome! For real, dude!
If the event wasn't so very far away from me, I seriously would want to be there. I might soil myself on the way, as I would be nervous as hell, but I wouldn't be the only one, right? I mean, I can't be the only blogger who would be wondering if anyone would talk to me. I just hate being the nerd in the corner. Would anyone even KNOW me or my blog? And if they did, would that be a good thing? Or would it just be confirmed to me that I should be walking around with my finger and thumb in the shape of an L on my forehead?
Definitely scary.
I keep reading some of my favorite blogger's posts and I can see how much fun BlogHer will be. I envy them and their confidence. They do not seem afraid to set forth and venture into the great crowd of bloginistas.
But then it hits me. I know their secret. Their elixir of strength and courage!
ALCOHOL! The kind that keeps on pouring until someone sets something on fire! Hallelujah! There may be hope for me yet! I can do that! I could be the queen of the prom! Just give me some booze and I'll just ooze self-assurance. Just don't give me any of that Southern Comfort stuff, otherwise I'll be oozing more than you all bargained for.
Now if I could just afford a plane ticket. Maybe I'll take her advice.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Looking For A Genie In A Bottle
I need three wishes to go along with my cartoon self on the side bar.
Wish #1 - I wish winter was over and summer was here! No more snow, ice, or cold.
Wish #2 - I wish I was basking in the warm sun, relaxing, getting a nice tan with maybe a little tropical drink served to me by my own cabana boy. I wonder if Matthew is busy.
Wish #3 - I wish I could actually be seen in a bathing suit like that. Maybe I should jump on the treadmill before I make wishes one and two!
Wish #1 - I wish winter was over and summer was here! No more snow, ice, or cold.
Wish #2 - I wish I was basking in the warm sun, relaxing, getting a nice tan with maybe a little tropical drink served to me by my own cabana boy. I wonder if Matthew is busy.
Wish #3 - I wish I could actually be seen in a bathing suit like that. Maybe I should jump on the treadmill before I make wishes one and two!
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