My Award

All these great awards everyone gives to everyone else, and even bestows on lil ol' me, have inspired me to make my own. I don't have the credentials to make something respectable, so I had to make one that fits what I do have to offer: my undying love for you. I know it's nothing great, but if you knew how long it took me to put that picture together, after many harsh words exchanged between the editing program and myself, you would feel very honored that I was able to put anything together to offer to you. So roll out the red carpet and prepared yourselves for the Hall Of Shame because I have these people to offer my meager love to:


Brain Cheese

http://brain-cheese.blogspot.com/ Of course I have to start with my darling Brain Cheese. Her humor and intelligence make me feel like I have nothing witty or remotely smart to add to the world of MS blogs. I love her play on words and the way she refers to things, like her hut for her living quarters. It makes me think of those coconut huts for hermit crabs and her boiling out of her coconut hut to pinch the crap out of any fingers that dare come too close. She hails from Nebraska but made her escape many years ago, leaving Nebraska bereft of any unique personalities, and only my paltry self to try and fill her shoes. I suspect that she and I were lab rats together in a previous life, but have yet to prove that theory despite all my hard work with test tubes and bunson burners.



Diane J. Standiford

http://dj-astellarlife.blogspot.com/ I don't think even the worst MS has to offer could destroy her strength and courage despite it's best attempts. I admire her fighting spirit and wish I was more like that -- I have too much anger to be so courageous. I loved her profile picture of her with a top hat on and how she is herself with no apologies to any one. Her humor cracks me up and I find myself using her jokes in my own life -- hope they are not copyrighted! She can cut to the chase and make a good point in the most concise minimum of words, which has my undying respect and envy.


Jen

http://jen-at-home.blogspot.com/ Ahhh, Jen, where do I begin? Even though we have never met, your comments make me feel like we are old friends. Your warmth and caring come through whether you intended that or not. If I was ever in your neck of the woods, I feel like I could stop by your house, feel 100% welcome, and we would have a nice long chat. You would probably even make up a spare bed for me and leave chocolates on the pillow, that is how kind you seem.


Denver Refashionista

http://ysestringer.blogspot.com/ Love your real name, love your hair, and I love the way you are totally honest about your struggles with MS. Your blog takes me back to my first year after being diagnosed, the whole holy-mother-of-sh*t-where-did-my-life-go-and-how-do-I-deal-with-this-new-life? I don't envy what you are going through, having already gone through it and not being better from the fight, but I know that you have a much better attitude about this whole stinking mess than I have ever had and will emerge from it a million times better for it than I have. Your blog is a great map for the newly diagnosed to find their way through it all, I just wish you had been blogging when I was in the same spot you are now. We could have exchanged war stories and compared wounds.


Tara

http://livingdaytodaywithmultiplesclerosis.blogspot.com/ I absolutely, unequivocally love your "About Me" section. It is such an apt description of where I am and so honest! I love your polls and love seeing the results. The only difference is that I went from a Type A personality to a Type AA personality. I no longer edit what I say and have a tendency to just blurt out what I am thinking, to my little sister's horror. I no longer smile and nod when someone should have shut up before they spewed a bunch of stupidity, like the time a woman told me her brother got MS from the doctors that did his back surgery. The smile melted from my face and I told her that he did not get MS from those doctors. I snatched my bag o' day old goodies from her hands and the only reason I continue to give that place money is because they have such great deals on Hostess snack cakes, even if they are a "day old." (I have a suspicion that those yummy treats are much older than a day.)


Lisa Emrich

http://brassandivory.blogspot.com/ Lisa, I feel like anything I say about you and your blog will be a paltry attempt to compliment something so superior to myself. Your blog is the place I go for the latest accurate information about all things MS and the current thought about different issues. I love your comments because they never fail to amuse me and I wish you hadn't found me on Facebook -- I feel like your friends on there will see me and realize that I am not on the same blogging level as you are. Only my deep love and admiration for you allowed me to let myself join the ranks of your friends on there.


That is all for now; I could go on and on but I am afraid this post is too long already. But fear not, my forgotten pretties, I will get to you in a future post so you too can join the ranks in the hallowed Blindbeard Hall Of Shame. (You'll be a bust, be a bust, be a bust, in the Hall Of Shame!)