How to Charm Me into a Gobsmacked Sober Stupor
HOLY. SHIT.
Thank you to anyone and everyone who voted for me in the 2005 Bloggies. I am completely surprised and delighted and astounded and trying to overcome my disbelief at winning those categories especially considering the company I was in. I ususally try to ignore these competitions if only because I don't do this to receive awards, I do this because I love it. But this one, this one is out of control. I wish I had been in Austin to see everyone involved, but alas, cysts and crawling babies demand my full attention. My most humble appreciation goes out to all of you, and I suppose here is where I make my anti-war statement and flash the peace sign?
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Heather talks about overcoming depression on today's Momversation.
- Leta: "STOP FOLLOWING ME, COCO!"
I wonder where she picked up that exclamation.
- Me: "Hey Marlo, here's a vibrantly colored, squeaky toy made specifically for your age group!"
Marlo: "Got any knives?"
- @makeandtakes my pleasure! Had a great time with you guys!
