I have received a few awards lately that I wanted to share with you.
First let me say that I received these awards weeks ago and although
I do appreciate receiving them (honestly, I do), and am
so flattered that anyone would consider me, passing them on is what makes me not really like them.
Does that sound terrible of me? I don't deserve awards!
The thing is, I don't really know who's already received them, whether or not they really want them, and if those who receive them pass them on just to follow the rules or if they are truly passing them to those who deserve them.
I have felt a little hurt at times to see that the person I have passed an award onto didn't seem to really want it, because they never posted it or even mentioned it.
That's just how I feel. Definitely, no guilt trip implied for those who receive the awards I send your way.
Here are the two I got a few weeks ago.
The first one is from Michelle at
A-Tisket A-Tasket. Thank you, Michelle!
The second one if from Emily at
Fat Girl to Thin. You are so kind, Emily, Thank you!
I have received this award before, but I appreciate that Emily would nominate me also.
I am supposed to tell 7 things about myself for this second one. I have made dozens of lists with random facts about myself so it is difficult to find something you don't already know. So,instead, here is a story about a time in my life that I was recently thinking about.
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I once thought I lost my mom's dog, Pebbles, a Yorkshire Terrier, when I left the back gate open. My mom just got a new in ground pool in her back yard and I was swimming in her pool while she was off doing some errands. There was a big wooden fence around the pool and a wooden gate with latch on one side.
I opened the gate to run out to my car for my phone and forgot to close the gate as I was in my car. As I was going back in the gate, MY dog, Kay Kay, was sitting by the gate. I called my mom's dog, Pebbles to make sure she was inside before I shut the gate, but she didn't come.
I called her and called her, but she didn't come. I ran inside and called her and looked all over but didn't see her. My first thought was that she had gotten out of the gate while I was at my car. Panicked (panicked like losing a child panicked), and still in my swimsuit, I ran back inside and grabbed the first thing in the coat closet to throw over me...a bright yellow long sleeved rain coat, and ran as fast as I could down the road screaming for her.
A man in a UPS truck stopped to see what I was in distress about, or perhaps he was forced to stop because I was running down the middle of the road, but either way when he came to a stop, I ran to his door to beg for his help. At that very moment is when I realized how ridiculous I looked, but I was a nervous wreck, telling him that I couldn't find my dog and I needed him to drive around and look for her.
I most certainly could have gotten my own car and drove around but I was not thinking clearly. I had a sickening feeling in my stomach and I was crying by this time. My first thought was what if she got run over.
Pebbles was old, she would never make it on her own. My poor "little sister" lost in this big, big world and it was my fault.
I decided I was going to run back to the house and get my phone and call my mom and tell her that Pebbles was missing. As I was running back to the house to get the phone, there she stood, that long haired 4-legged child, staring at me from behind the glass of the front door. Pebbles, not my mom. :) I don't think I had ever kissed my Mom as much as I kissed that dog that day.
Hallelujah! You just don't know what a relief that was!
When my mom got home, I told her the story.
"I called Pebbles like a million times! I was about to have a heartattack!"
Suddenly she laughed.
"Why are you laughing? This is not funny!"
My mom informed me that Pebbles had just been diagnosed as being totally deaf, and that is why she didn't come when I called...
she couldn't hear me!
Crazy white girl running up the road in a bright yellow long sleeved rain coat on the hottest day of summer screaming and crying for "Pebbles"...what a sight! Hilarious now! Not so funny then!
The End.
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I am passing the Cherry on Top Award on to
only one person with an awesome blog.
Chelsey at
The Paper Mama
Hopefully, she has not already received this cutesy award. She certainly deserves it either way!
The second one, I am not passing on since I have received it before and have passed it on once before.
Thanks again to both of these lovely ladies for passing them on to me.