I blew my wad early.
Get your minds out of the gutter! I’m talking about the Indie Chicks Badass Blogger awards!
So, it turns out that the actual voting IS NEXT WEEK.
These were the nominations.
It could be worse. It could be last fall, when I sent my kid back to school two days early.
(school calendar, schmalendar. I sent him back the day after Labor Day for fuck’s sake!)
Jesus Christ on a coke binge, I am the world’s most clueless and disorganized blogger. It’s a good thing this award is for content, and not for organization, or I’d be well and truly fucked.
I’m completely OCD about my house. My goddamn spices are alphabetized.
It’s an anxiety thing. I have a lot of nervous energy, which I quell by cleaning.
That’s how I ended up cleaning my oven at 1 am last Saturday night WHOA, WILD WEEKEND AT MY HOUSE!
But as far as blogging is concerned? It’s a miracle I even HAVE a blog.
I’m in several blogging groups on Facebook (a black-hole time-suck where productivity goes to die).
I’m still trying to figure out the difference between visual and text mode and what “ ” is and why does it keep happening?
And real bloggers discuss “Google Analytics” and “Search Engine Optimization” while I just twitch and get sweaty.
That happens to me when people around me speak Klingon.
qaqIHneS >sup, qaqIHmo’ jIQuch?
Or they discuss “blog organization” and I go into my full-on blank stare.
How do I organize my blog posts that have appeared in other publications? You’ve got to be fist fucking me. I’m lucky if I can find a clean bra.
I’m a “fly by the seat of my pants” kind of girl (what the HELL does that even mean? That I have a spring-loaded tampon in?)
It’s commonly known, in the Sisterwives for example, that I’m of the “last minute” persuasion.
Others have their blog posts written and, oh my God, scheduled, in advance. I, on the other hand, come flying in with a blog post 2 minutes before it’s supposed to go live, still praying to the Dashboard Gods that it doesn’t do that thing where all the formatting goes wonky.
So, thank all of you for nominating me. You’re the most awesome and loyal blog friends evah.
Briton of Punk Rock Papa fame had a good laugh about this one. He’s been blogging about a half hour, and even he knew the actual voting for the Indie Chick Badass Blogging awards opens next Monday, May 11th and closes on Friday, May 15.
I’ll post again with the link to remind you to vote next week, if you aren’t completely over this by now.
Okay. I have to go get Little Dude up and ready for school. Mama forgot to buy cold cuts again, which means he has to buy lunch.
Mama also has no cash in the house, which means he has to go to school carrying a little baggie of change, like a homeless street urchin in Calcutta.
If you happen to be at my house and need bay leaves, it’s right on the shelf in between the basil and the cinnamon.
Are you an organized blogger? Do you use calendars and spreadsheets and files, oh my!
Talk to me. I’m listening.