Blogging Love

Do all of you know how much I love you? Seriously. I don't think I realized how much until Torina's post yesterday. It scared the bejesus out of me. Then I felt so helpless because I can't do anything to fix it. Frustrating. She had to talk me down off the ledge. Whacked. Someone with no sense of humor was mean to Sheri. I did. not. appreciate. it.

Y'all are with me through all the ups and downs, trials and tribulations, highs and lows. You listen without judging and boost me up when I'm wailing. I am so grateful for all of you. Then I follow along with your stories and ride the roller coaster with you. When you cry I'm likely to cry too, when you scream I'm screaming with you, when you've reached new milestones, I'm cheering for you like I'm watching the Dawgs play, when the fun stuff happens, I'm rolling around on the floor all agiggle.

When I first arrived on the blogging scene there seemed to be an inner circle. I was so intimidated by many more experienced bloggers. Too scared to comment on their blog. Someone might find out I'm not cool and it would be just like high school. Horrors. So I hid in the shadows until one day I ventured out of my safety zone and started commenting on a couple of blogs. Lo and behold they commented on my blog! I was in the "In Club". Yay me!!!! I became more and more brave with each passing day. Now there's only one blogger that intimidates the heck out of me. There I said it! I'm getting more courage though because I have left her a comment recently. ;-) Wonder if she'll click on the link and find out she's the "one?" Nah. She doesn't read my blog. She doesn't intimidate me in a bad way just in an "I don't feel worthy way." My complex needs work.

Through email I told Dia, that I speculated that we should all live in a commune. That way we could all support one another. Your kid's having a bad day. No problem. Another mom could swoop in and give you a break. You're sick and don't feel like cooking dinner. Another mom could deliver dinner to the troops. Kid won't get out of bed to go to school...another mom will rush right over and help them practice getting ready. Etc. Life in fantasy land. Humph. I'm a pansy though so you all have to move to Georgia ....no snow for me 8 months out of the year. ;-)

Funny and fascinating Sheri gave me an award Sunday night. Getting her to comment is like pulling teeth ;-) but it's comforting to know that she's there. She's one of the ones in the experienced blogger arena. I literally jumped for joy when I saw that she was following my blog. I have struggled mightily with who to pass this on to because I REALLY don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. This has happened in the past. I am a southern girl y'all so it's against my religion to hurt someone's feelings. That is unless someone pisses me off then they'd better watch out. Sorry that just sort of slipped out. ;-)


The Dardos Award is given in "recognition of cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in the form of creative and original writing. These stamps were created with the intention of promoting fraternization between bloggers, a way of showing affection and gratitude for work that adds value to the Web."


The rules:
1) Accept the award by posting it on your blog along with the name of the person that has granted the award and a link to his/her blog.
2) Pass the award to another five blogs that are worthy of this acknowledgment, remembering to contact each of them to let them know they have been selected for this award.





Drumroll please....

And the winners are:

Eyes Opened Wider - It is so obvious that this social worker truly cares for the kids in her care. I admire that so much.

Rancho Chico - Dia is in the same radical boat and paddling like the dickens. I love that about her!

Faith Makes Things Possible - Linda takes me with her on the roller coaster and I love it. I am an adrenaline junkie. This is not a secret folks. The cat was out of the bag when I said I was going to adopt another radical.

Essie the Accidental Mommy - Oh! She makes me giggle hysterically and roll around on the floor all the time.

Raising Alyssa - Gerri cracks me up and keeps it real all at the same time. She's been hanging with me since J has arrived home and I drug her into blogging land with me.

Tudu's a Mom - I met Tudu at a RAD support group in Atlanta. I immediately connected with her and she talked me into blogging (probably just to shut me up.) ;-) She has been such a great support and taught me lots of stuff.

Yeah... I know it's six but I have to be a rebel.

I am so grateful for y'all. You get me better than most of my IRL friends.