Thought for the day: Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain.
Wow, another really sweet award. This one came to me from Madeleine, at
Scribble and Edit And guess what? No requirements this time. I don't have to tell you what my favorite color is, or who put the bop in the bop she bop she bop, or anything. All I have to do is pass the award on to another blogger I deem creative. AFTER I say a huge
Thank you to Madeleine, of course. So, thank you, Madeleine. I'm honored.
I'm gonna pass this award on to a really super lady, who reeeally knows her way around making her blog look terrific. (Even if she DID remove all the gorgeous cardinals from her header picture ...) Anyway, I'm happy to crown the delightful Arleen of
Accepting Changes- Maybe as an incredibly creative (um, make that
Kreativ) Blogger. Hip-hip-hoo-RAY!
Um, I've been thinking. If I ... uh ... offended any tender sensibilities out there with my last post,
mea culpa. (
But really, I thought it was as funny as a fart in a closed elevator...) Sorry. I'll behave myself today. Starting now. Promise.
In fact, I'm gonna try to wriggle into your good graces like a smelly little pig in a basket full of puppies.
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| Got room for me? |
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| I fit right in. (And hardly any schtink.) |
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| My table manners are impeccable. I never spill a drop. |
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| When's my hair gonna turn brown? |
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| My new mommy wuvs me. |
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| And I wuv her. |
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| We're just one big happy family. |
Oh, listen! Is that rain? Oh, goody. I think there's a broken umbrella in the hall closet ... now, where ARE those dance shoes ...?
Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.
