And the Award Goes To….

Suzy Turner honored me with an award for the Edge. Yes folks, another victim…er, lovely person who has drifted to the dark side. I know every time I venture over here and Clive looks at me that way…I want to stay forever. But I’m wandering here; to accept the award, I have to answer 10 questions, which I’ve done below. After my answers, I’ve nominated 15 more blogs for an award. Now, Suzy’s award was lovely, but I’ve created one that could only have come from the Edge. What shall I call it? The kickass, awesome, most impressive, shiny, blog award. I know, you can’t even tell I made it myself. I’m so crafty.
So, I always change the blog award rules at least a little because I know that some of you fellow bloggers won’t accept because you don’t have the time to search through your blog list and post the links, etc. I’ll make it easy for you: If you CHOOSE to nominate other blogs, that’s great. If not, good for you. Don’t. BUT please answer the questions and leave me the link here in the comments. I’m DYING to know the answers. Please. **bats eyes while blushing prettily**

PS: Anyone who does post that they’ve won that ugly-ass award definitely deserves it.

1. If you blog anonymously are you happy doing it that way; if you are not anonymous do you wish you had started out anonymously so you could be anonymous now?

I don’t blog anonymously. I would NEVER do anything anonymously, well there was that one time…but never mind about that. I would never want to be anonymous. In case you hadn’t noticed, I love attention.

2. Describe one incident that shows your inner stubborn side:

**sighs** Just one incident? I could give you a list, because you see, my stubborn side isn’t ‘inner’, it’s very ‘outer’. I’ve even named it “my Irish”. I tend to dig in my heels on a lot of things. Otherwise, I would not be here writing. My stubborn side responds very aggressively to ‘you can’t’. It says, ‘I what?! The hell!”

3. What do you see when you really look at yourself in the mirror?

I see a woman who likes who she is, but has some things she’d change slightly. I think everyone has those qualities or traits they’d like to improve. I see someone my daughters can be proud of. And, I see those grey roots daring to emerge yet again…

4. What is your favourite summer cold drink?

Beer. Is beer just for summer?

5. When you take time for yourself, what do you do?

Read, write, sleep; not necessarily in that order.

6. Is there something you still want to accomplish in your life? What is it?

Of course I want to publish my writing. I also want to be able to sit back and say, “Ah, no regrets.” Hey, Does Clive count as an ‘accomplishment’, because I’d sure like to accomplish that before I die. Just saying…

7. When you attended school, were you the class clown, the class overachiever, the shy person, or always ditching?

I played a few roles in school. Until grade four I was the shy chubby girl whose thighs were so fat she couldn’t run with the other kids without falling. Grade four through 8 my stubborn streak emerged along with a slightly OCD overachiever who could not accept anything less than the best marks. High school, well I was the clown and the overachiever who ditched class to watch Y&R with her grandmother. Victor Newman you sly dog, you. I always liked him, even evil Victor was hot. The best part, my grandma would call the school to excuse me from class so I didn’t get grounded. Shhh…don’t tell my mom.

8. If you close your eyes and want to visualize a very poignant moment of your life what would you see?

Okay, you’re all going to be shocked at this answer. So mushy and sentimental. I have two moments that will forever stay in my brain as the most poignant, meaningful and important moments of my life. The first time I held each of my daughters.

9. Is it easy for you to share your true self in your blog or are you more comfortable writing posts about other people or events?

Not at all, this is me. Probably a little less me than I share here at home, but I’m told profanity, old man pyjamas and bad hair days don’t fly on the blogosphere.

10. If you had the choice to sit down and read or talk on the phone, which would you do and why?

Oooh, hard choice. I do love my phone. But, because I have to steal time to read, I’d have to go with reading. Actually, don’t tell my friends (especially not my mother) but I read while I’m on the phone. I’m so good at it now, they never notice. But that’s a secret.

And my picks for award winning blogs are:

Follow Me I’m Canadian

Hyperbole and a Half

Kierston Writes
Liz Fichera

Pages For Small Wages
Rita’s World
Thinking Out Loud
2 Girls On a Bench
Carlos’s Odd World
Goddess of The Corn
Kate Quinn
Musings From the Slush Pile 

Wandering Weeds
Invincible Summer
Baffled Spirit (Michael Keyton)

9 thoughts on “And the Award Goes To….

  1. Oooh,I won something! I knew there was a reason why I couldn't sleep tonight. My brain knew I needed to come over to the Edge and read about your closet reading-on-the-phone.Thanks Renee. Your blog is awesome.

  2. Thanks Wendy, so is yours. Just don't tell anyone about the phone reading, especially my mother who has finally stopped accusing me of doing it.Liz, I had to list the awesome new blogs I've discovered over the past couple of months and I really enjoy reading yours. True, I don't comment much, but I enjoy.

  3. Now that you're posting again, I thought people shoud check it out; especially when you post such interesting topics. And thank you, I suppose you haven't had the opportunity to see my stubborn side, I'm always so agreeable and sweet in OFW and such. ;P

  4. You like Record of a Baffled Spirit and you drink beer. You're a Goddess Renee Miller!Thanks for the mention – Do you want the same questions answered that you answered – presumably with different answers? I never said I was clever.

  5. I know! How have I remained so anonymous and poor for so long? Yes, answer the same questions and post my homemade award on your blog too (if you dare). By the way, that's Harley, the panty-eating, closet pooping, construction worker attacking little bundle of joy that is my dog.

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