Another Confession

I have to admit this: I am really, really bad about this whole idea of blogger awards.

And it makes sense. I was the person who always, always broke the chain letter thing. I just could not bring myself to follow through.

Snail mail and, therefore, chain letters are a thing of the past. But I still get the e-mail equivalent: I will get $$$ and good luck in just twenty-four short hours after forwarding to 20 of my closest friends. Well, even worse is those that say if I fail to forward to 20 of my closest friends, bad luck will befall me and all those I hold dear. I don’t want to believe that stuff, but it still bothers me so greatly that I tend to hit delete before getting through the whole message. What I don’t know won't hurt me.

Now, awards are a different thing. Who doesn’t like to get awards? Bloggers pass around awards and I have gotten a few and I think, in a Sally Fields kind of moment, “Oh, you like me!” That feels pretty good. Still, I am vaguely but clearly bothered by the stipulation of passing it on. I don’t know why, but I am. I do believe it has something to do with that whole chain letter thing—like I will somehow be imposing on those I choose to award.

On the other hand, I get the part apart sharing interesting blogs, getting the word out, and encouraging a wider readership for worthy bloggers. I think that is a good thing. So I am conflicted.

Have I now shared at least seven random facts about myself?

I have received two awards in the fairly recent past. Connie of Family Home and Life nominated me for a Versatile Blogger award and Meryl of Six Decades and Counting nominated me for the Reality and Shine On award. I am thankful. I am honored. I am humbled. I am so very passive aggressive about passing these awards on to others.

So here is the thing. I am checking out the blogs honored along with my own for these awards. I will very likely add some new blogs to my list. I am suggesting that any of the blogs on my “Blog List” are really worth checking out even if I fail to specifically nominate them for an award. And that list does not even come close to listing the blogs that I follow in Reader and elsewhere, but I hereby promise to give them a shout out as time goes by.

I am living with myself on this!

Updates

On September 29, I had the closing on my condo. Everything that was not going to the buyers was out and packed in the ABF moving truck which had by the been taken over to the storage units. Don thought it would take him until Wednesday to finish packing the truck with the help of his son. It took him until late Thursday with Chris' help and mine. Kevin was supposed to help load as well but he was in a mountain bike accident and wrecked his shoulder the week before. That added driving him to doctor appointments to my to do list and dong some shopping for him plus jobs around the house that might need two functioning upper limbs. We stayed with Kevin on Friday night after the closing and then had a suite in an extended stay place for the coming week. This was the worst possible time to have to get a room because the prices balloon during leaf peeping season if you can even find a room at all. But it was close to the storage units where we were working and it was dog friendly. We ju

Wedding

Don and I drove to South Carolina to attend the wedding of my step-grandson, Will. Will Will and Katie The wedding took place on Dataw Island, a beautiful outdoor ceremony followed by a reception in the country club. We stayed in a tiny cottage in the historic center of Beaufort, rented from Vrbo. Since the wedding was at 5 p.m., we had time to explore the area a bit. I really like the low country scenery and historical charm. Sitting quietly in the curtained gazebo I was visited by multiple cardinals. They came to visit the feeder, not me, but I can always pretend! How I will always remember Will!

Rest In Peace

In a summer that has been so wet, Sunday was a reprieve. The humidity dropped and the sun came out. It was a day that could have been special ordered by the family of a friend's husband. It was the day they had arranged his celebration of life ceremony set on the shore of Lake Champlain. I was not looking forward to the gathering, even couched as a celebration. This is a family fraught with relationship tensions. It turned out to be a beautiful day and a beautiful ceremony. A Catholic priest gave a brief but meaningful homily and two Air Force members played "Taps" and presented the American flag to my friend. I am not a Christian, but I do know about Christ Consciousness. That priest's word's filled me with such a sense of peace and love. I hope it did the same for the family members and neighbors who attended.

Confessions of a Grandma

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