My Inbox: Officially Filled With Love

Well what a nice little weekend it's been so far! Nothing like five straight weeks working 6-7 days a week to make you appreciate sitting down with your daughter to watch the same scene from Finding Nemo 67 times in a row. Even the acid reflux somehow is more enjoyable when you can experience it not from your desk, but from the comfort of your own cat dander-encrusted bed.

But if that weren't enough, I get all these lovely emails to boot. First, one from someone who googled death and Hallmark, found himself at this post, then took the time to write me a sweet note about sinners spending an eternity without God in a lake of fire. I never stop being amazed at the kindness of strangers, taking time out of their busy lives to worry about my eternal salvation at the hands of a loving, benevolent God. This anonymous gentleman was so eager to share his thoughts with me, he didn't even take the time to spell a lot of the words right in his email. Now that's saying something.

Then Kelly from A Child Is Born, not wanting to be outdone, emailed to tell me that I won my very first ROFL award for my Oscar wrap-up. But the best part is that in her post, she managed to compare me to maple syrup. Do you think there will be maple syrup when I get to hell? I bet there's just that Aunt Jemima crap. Wouldn't that be a shame.




And then, just as I'm feeling a bit less of a thinker than my normal self, what with that placenta miraculously snaking its way up through my body and into my skull cavity, Lawyer Mama and Karyn from Vexed in the City each nominate me for a Thinking Blogger Award, putting me amidst some very esteemed company of thinkers.





I've been told that I have several responsibilities that go along with this honor. First, as an ambassador of thinkers worldwide, I must start upping my ratio of crossword puzzle completions to non-completions by finally committing to memory the four-letter answer to Algerian Port. Second, I'm obligated to appear at copious ribbon cutting ceremonies of new Trump properties around the country. And finally, in classic blog-award-cum-meme style, I must think good and hard about five other people deserving of this award.

I'm going to go off the beaten path just a bit here with my choices and spread the Einsteinian love to those who I think truly take blogging to the next level:

1) Prescott of Imperfect Parent. I don't always agree with him, but he does make me think. I like that in a feller. Hell of a site he's got there, and they employ some of my favorite writers.

2, 3) Lindsay from Suburban Turmoil and Mama K at Petroville for having just celebrated one year of their Perfect Post Awards. It's such a cool thing in that anyone can nominate anyone and always leads me to discover some great writers on the first of every month. Score one for true democracy.

4)Asha from ParentHacks, potentially the hardest working woman in the blogging business and the first person I email when I'm like "I don't understand! What's an RSS?" (Admittedly tech stuff is not my forte.)

5) Lisa Stone, author of Surfette and co-founder of BlogHer. Talk about a thinker. She has given amazing legitimacy to that which we do here every day. And I'm not just saying that because I get a check every month for $26.15 from the ad network.