My lovely friend Missy gave me this on her blog....so now I get to pass it along. Which means all kinds of technical linky link stuff, so bear with me if I get it wrong. And if the links don't work, they are all on the left over there, so you can use them.

Here are the rules:
Give the award to up to 10 people whose blogs bring you happiness and inspiration and make you feel so happy about Blogland! Let them know by posting a comment on their blog so that they can pass it on. Beware! You may get the award several times!


Missy is first, obviously. I love seeing the pictures of her various knitting and other crafty projects, and she's somewhat inspired me to learn how to knit, because I want to knit myself a pair of super soft super warm socks. I've not done so yet, but maybe someday. We are fellow Big & Rich fanatics, to the extreme, because we have our own separate blog about them!! (and she always beats me to the news posts, darnit)

Jen in Montana. I love her stories about her various travels around the world. I relate to her struggles with life, work, etc. She's just tried her hand at knitting! (is this a theme???) I've known Jen online for years, long live Mauve Brigade and IgorMud!


Jenn in Tennessee. (I had Georgia first, but she just moved!! Another great gal I've known online for a long time, from the same place, Igor. She's a Canadian transplant who moved to the States to be with the love of her life. I love the stories about her hubby and the dogs. She never fails to make me chuckle.


Andrea in Canada. Again, I've known Andrea since forever, through Igor. She got me hooked on that silly comic, Something Positive, and I still read it every day. She's brilliant. She's a scientist, or something, lol.

Andy! Andy and his wife write this blog, originally about life on the farm and their sheep and what not, but now there's tons about their adorable little baby. Now here's the real theme: I've known Andy forever online through Igor! He's an amazing photographer and he's absolutely hilarious. It doesn't come through on the blog, but he has an uncanny love for llamas. hahahaha.


Dooney! I met her online, but just through blogging, like Missy. I don't know her all that well, but I love her blog and the stories about her kids.


Okay, so there it is. Feel free to have at it. I hope the links work. If not, again, check the sidebar.

I came out of hibernation for this. Nothing going on worth posting lately.

Oh Fark

My feedreader finally switched to it's new "BETA" version that I had been ignoring for a while, because I preferred the features of the "CLASSIC" one. Well, I no longer had the option to switch to the old version like I had been doing, so I was getting used to the Beta and things were going just fine. UNTIL: one tiny click too fast, and I deleted my ENTIRE BLOG FOLDER!!!!! I was trying to mark all the posts as read, but NOOO, DELETE FOLDER was the first option now, and BLAMO!!! I still have all y'all in there, and some other stuff, but fuck. I can't remember the stuff I had in there. So pissed off.

warning, oversharing about bodily functions ahead

Y'all that was probably the nastiest bug I've ever had the displeasure to spend time with. I mentioned the puking started at the end of last post. Well, I left work, shorty after that, desperate to make it home before more puking. I did, just barely. Seriously, I walked in the door, dropped my purse and cooler, threw my coat off on the way to the bathroom, said hey to Bubba (without eye contact or stopping even) and got to the toilet in time to hurl up the loveliest concoction of bile and spit. This feat was repeated throughout the night, accompanied by the worst heaves imaginable, I could not breathe while they were going on, their force was so bad. While I wasn't puking I was trying to sleep, but kept getting interrupted by the fierce need to poop. Only it wasn't poop. It was more and more bile. Straight liquid and by the time that susbsided my asshole was on fire. I would sit and poop, flush, turn around and vomit, flush. Lather Rinse Repeat. Poor Bubba and poor W. I finally collapsed in bed, with every single joint aching like mad, in my flannel jammies, a heating bed and two extra blankets because I was freezing. I was so dehydrated, but couldn't even manage to keep a swallow of water down. After fitful sleeping for a few hours, I was able to drink some water and take a motrin and it stayed down, but the pooping issue continued for a day or so. Last nite, I could have sworn I was in labor the gas pains I was having were so bad. My stomach was contracting so bad, I was literally trying to breathe them away like labor pains. Amazing how you can go from diarrhea to constipation in about an hour. Those finally subsided and TODAY I am finally feeling better. Two and half days of sickness. How long was W's dad sick? ONE DAY. And Bubba? About a day. I'M SO LUCKY!!! To his credit, W still doesn't feel back to normal, either, so I think I may be in for another bout, since it's possible we are passing it back around again. We're trying to sanitize the house and we haven't spent a night in bed together since HE got sick last Friday. I was on the couch first, now he is.

Anyway. Still no pictures updated. Haven't used the computer at home since like Sunday, I think. Almost caught up at work, but Boss2 isn't back from his 2 1/2 week vacation. Tomorrow will be hell, I imagine, as I'm expecting him then. Very unmotivated, considering Boss1 hasn't been around much, either.

Have a great weekend y'all. I'll be at the station a bit Saturday morning, then I absolutely must spend time and energy on the disaster area that has become my house. W got the tree put away yesterday, so our living room is back to normal. However the stack of Bubba toys and clothes and other Christmas rubble still abounds. Must dig out.