Versatile–I’ve been nominated by mommyverbs for the Versatile Blogger Award. If you haven’t taken my advice yet to check out her blog, you’re dead to me. Not only do you not know what you’re missing, but you clearly don’t trust my advice so we need to re-evaluate our relationship. Much gratitude to mommyverbs—I think the world of her, and am grateful for her presence in my life. I’m humbled by her recognition of me. Thank you.
Versatile–This blog started off with the intention of being a place for sharing life lessons; to creating a place to consider how we live our lives; to discussing how we arrive at the decisions we make; to wading through the work to become our real, authentic selves; to taking risks and doing hard things in life; to reminding ourselves to be kind to ourselves and others; to incorporating joy and gratitude into our daily lives.
Versatile–I however am only able to write when I’m inspired (I could never write under deadlines, which is the practical reason I am only a writer in my head and living room). So it’s turned into a mishmash of my inspirations: lessons learned, observations, pleas for social change, and random ramblings. It’s become a reflection of how versatile I am: I’m all over the place with my interests, so it’s apropros that I’ve been nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award.
So here’s the dealio:
- Display the award logo on your blog
- Thank and link back to the blog who nominated you
- State 7 things about yourself
- Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award
- Notify these bloggers of their nomination by linking back to their blog
I have no rhythm, and can’t dance well unless you’re drunk.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions–why wait to do something meaningful only once a year? I believe in doing what matters when it matters.
I got an iPod as a gift 6 years ago–no idea how to use it. I know how to press play. And stop. And put music on it. Otherwise that’s about it. Playlist?? Ha.
I have never broken a bone.
Sometimes I forget I’m the one responsible for providing a meal/something edible for dinner. I never used to be this scatterbrained. I’d like to think this is a sign of a full and good life as opposed to irresponsibility or dementia.
I hate public transportation–I need to feel like I’m in control in case I ever need to flee.
I always forget sorrows float.
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