Okay so somebody *ahemKimmylyn* *ahemJudithahem* love me and out of some obviously chocolate and/or alcohol induced hysteria nominated me for some blogger’s choice awards.
I am so excited and flattered over this that I dropped Monkey in his high chair, showered him with chocolate and cheetos (okay, 3 cheese twists and a piece of Dove Dark) to keep him happy and came to hurriedly claimed my nominations and pimp my page with my buttons.
Now, I know that since I’ve only been in existence for oh… 3 months (the blog, not me.. duh) that I have about as much chance as Frosty in a sauna. But who cares I’ll still throw my
crown, hat in the ring.
Cue the cheesy pleas:
Please take a moment of your time to show me some love, let me know that I’m loved, come on people, I’m not as Fabulous as Fussy, as snarkalicious as Judith, near the photographer that SAM, Nap and Lotus are, but I hold my own dagnabit, and I’m still a blogging infant. Show me some love, come on… everybody needs love sometime. Help me on my road to
world domination queen of bloggyland blogging goddessdom.
Was that cheesy enough?