I’m honored to announce that I have been named a Rockin’ Girl Blogger by Grace at Sandier Pastures. I just stumbled across this Dubai-based blog recently, and I’ve been a faithful reader ever since.
Update: Just after I posted this, I saw that JennieBoo had tagged me too, so thanks JennieBoo (with a button coming back at you)!
And in all of life’s irony, I’m also choosing today to announce that blogging will likely be slowing down a bit around here as we slide deeper into the summer schedule. P and I are moving down to his house (about a minute walk away) over the next couple months–there’s quite a bit of work on his house to be done so it’ll be in stages. Lots o’ work ahead my friends.
In fact, I spent much of this weekend (when I wasn’t hanging out with Cherrye!) packing and also trying to fix up the Photobucket fiasco in which most of my blog’s photos were replaced with “bandwidth exceeded” messages. I’m almost there, but not quite, so bear with me.
Anyway, now I will pass along the Rockin’ Girl Blogger title–first to all my fellow She Who Blogs members, and also to five worthy girl bloggers (although there are many, many more on my sidebar–if you’re there, I think you’re rockin’ too!).
In no particular order:
When we went to Target today, I was wearing a new t-shirt from Target, a new skirt from Target, and gold sandals from Target. For some reason, I am self-conscious when I wear an all Target ensemble to Target (or an all The Gap ensemble to The Gap, for example). Like someone will notice and think, Try shopping somewhere else for once, you freak!
I won’t go into the details (because I’m not entirely clear on them myself and also because it’s not my story to tell), but I will say that she ended up missing that party I hosted recently not because she flaked out, fell asleep, or got a better offer, but because while I was mixing mojitos with my new muddler, she was bonding with prostitutes and drunkards in a city jail. Good times.
Today’s Tourist Tuesday posting is brought to you by Our Lady of the Looking Up. Her prayer is not to stop and smell the roses; her prayer is to stop and stretch your neck, chin held high, and look around. See there what you have been missing.
Sometimes following our dreams takes more bravery than we think we can muster, but once in a blue moon we find ourselves face to face with the opportunity to reach that far off neverland, where the fantasy becomes reality. It takes a very special and true kind of courage to step up to fate, close your eyes, and step off the ledge to discover that you can indeed fly.
When I was younger I would forget I was supposed to be mad at someone, see them, and smile or wave. Then . . . dang! You just can’t go back after that and say you forgot! That negates everything.
Blog on girlfriends!
Ah, and here’s something I found while going through folders for Operation Photo Replacement. This was taken outside of Catanzaro a few months ago from a moving car, showing that sometimes it really is better to be lucky than good.
P.S. Sarala, I’m on that meme!
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