Anyway, thanks, Kami, for your faithful reading and commenting on my blogs. I think you were the very first one to put me on your reader feeder. And as for making me think, the sentiment is mutual, my friend .
So now I find five other Rockin’ Blogger Girls. Hmmmm. We may have to widen our definition a bit.
2. Sunny at My Journey Towards My Little Miracle taught me so much during my first blogging weeks — a true Rockin’ Blogger. She invited me for a gmail account, and she put one of my entries on her “Posts That Hit Home,” thereby introducing me to Google’s Shared Reader. Her entries make me cry over her losses and laugh about her perspectives.
3. Ahem. Rob Reed is a modern-day Renaissance Man (and metrosexual). I “met” him 2 years ago when he and his wife, Marie, had been waiting a looooooooong time to become parents. They met each other in 8th grade because of whipped cream (just had to put that in). They lived through IF and an interminable wait to adopt, and are now happy parents (it’s official!) of AJ. Rob was attacked in the blogosphere for using YouTube to publicize their adoption hopes. Rob’s blog shows his sheer joy at being — finally — a father. And oh yeah, and he’s an attorney, a baseball podcaster, a singer/songwriter, a bulletin board developer, a Harry Potter-o-phile and a nice guy. Pretend the emblem is blue that it says “Rockin’ Blogger Guy,” Rob.
4. Steph at Queen of Dysfunction just cracks me up. She’s not afraid to say ANYTHING. She must have quite a following in Sacramento, because every post has upwards of 30 comments. I liked this post about her sister. Also, she has some verrry intersting tags in her label list, like cadavers, cremains, and really f**king stupid blog awards. I’m sure she’ll be thrilled with this one.
5. Lastly is a brand new blogger. Sheri blogs at Oracle Sun on developing one’s own intuitive abilities. She is a mom to 3 boys, personal and professional coach, marketing expert, laugh-til-your-cheeks-hurt funny person, and everyday intuitive. She had some amazing insights for me during my infertility and adoption experiences (she “saw” my son days before he was born, and told me with confidence my wait was almost over). Her intuitive gifts continue to help me gain clarity when I am the muddiest. She has known me longer than anyone but my parents. She is my sister. Give her a warm welcome.
Ladies and gentlemen, here is your award. You’ve been tagged. Go forth and multiply.