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 public tantrums (from kids) on today's Momversation.
- RIP Louis Mortimer Armstrong: http://bit.ly/1R4tv6
- Hugs and kisses to you, too! RT: @Monkey_Tree: @dooce he probably committed suicide because he was tired of LISTENING TO YOU WHINE.
- Our fish just died. And I'm sitting here crying. And it wasn't even my fault!
