It’s nice to be mature or so I’m told. Now that I am nearly old enough to collect Social Security (so I can finally be more secure socially), and now that I am a Grandmother, and now that AARP is positively drooling every time I walk by, well I’m pretty much hot stuff in the fast-paced world of Aging Boomerism.
That is why, Dear Readers, I am delighted to be nominated for an award so infantile, so juvenile, so puerile, so River Nile, that I couldn’t be more pleased if God, himself, had instructed Moses to part the Red Sea and let me hunt for sea shells for a full five minutes!
I am speaking of course of the most coveted and the most revered award to ever grace the Blogosphere:
For this nomination, I thankfully thank Lizzie Cracked (but not broken) over at Running Naked with Scissors who writes a wise, funny and a humongously creative blog about life with Bi-Polar, six kids and one grandson among a host of other eclectic always entertaining topics.
And now let us proceed to the Nomination Hoops through which one must jump when nominated for the Glitter E. Yaynus Award!
Name five things that would make people want to kill me:
Lagging at every greenlight for miles trying to find my lip gloss.
Eating the last Girl Scout Cookie (OK, make that eating all of the Girl Scout Cookies).
Meeting up with out-of-town guests, and forgetting my cell phone.
Talking during the most important part of everything.
Reading the time wrong on the airplane tickets.
Next: Name five things I would take to Uranus:
(OK, this isn’t the real version. In the real version, you are supposed to name five things you would stick up your ass, if forced. I’m doing the watered-down, old-lady, granny version because I wouldn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize my membership eligibility for AARP.) So here are the five things I would take to Uranus:
A copy of Pride and Prejudice because a little culture never hurt Uranus.
A herd of elephants because it’s rumored that Uranus is quite spacious.
Martha Stewart in case Uranus needs redecorating.
A pot of gold to place at the end of Uranus in case there’s no rainbows.
A fireworks factory because nothing spices up Uranus like firecrackers and sparklers!
Next: Run across a Freeway Blindfolded.
Only if the freeway is blindfolded too, let’s make it fair!
Next: Pick a Prom Court:
Ok, what happened here? Things were progressing so logically until the last two questions. I think the person who thought this up might have a touch of the ADD! Nevertheless. I will pick a prom court by passing the nomination on to the following bloggers who I think can really do this Prestigious Award justice and the nominees are:
Lauren’s Crazy Adventure (She’s got a new blog with a fresh perspective!)
Eldon (A comedy alchemist who turns mascara into black streaks!)
Clipsnark (She’s a funny clip art clipper!)
A Gripping Life (She’s breaking out of her rut in a good way!)
Morristownmemos (She reads Dr. Suess, you’ll like her!)
And please Prom Court/Glitter E Yaynes Nominees, please do not let the prestige of this award swell your ego –it might go to Uranus!
Until next time . . . I love you