I love solitude.
I spend my time in the wilderness. I talk to trees.
So would it surprise you if I tell you that I have more virtual friends than those I hog the pubs (I don't do that, by the way) or go golfing with? (As if you didn't know that already).
And what true friends you all are. Always there for me - when I'm up in the sky or down in the dumps.
Recently Su of Cheekyness made me forget all my worries and cheered me up with this:
[Conditions for accepting awards are that you are to thank the person who awards you, and link back to him/her. Then tell a number of stuff about yourself that your followers/readers are dying to know, and pass on the awards to other bloggers]
Thanks again Su. There's no rule for this one, except to pass it on. And I'm passing this smiley Award on to writer and poet Catherine Margeret Johnson, and writers Joanna St. James and Christie Wright Wild.
I've been told too that I or my blog has got style by at least two bloggers:
If my memory serves me well (and it's not doing this lately), the first was a Blogger who was Formerly Known As The Enigmatic Masked Blogger. I just call this delightful girl Mask. She's moving to Pobblestrum (a quiet little town with Unicorns and Trolls) soon, so pay her a visit if you want to know more about her or that little town. She's an artist too. And she is fond of drawing....yes, Unicorn!
If it was somebody else, please, please forgive me...will the real awarder stand up?
More recently however I know for a fact that I received that same award (which erased any doubt as to whether I'm stylish or not...ahem..) from published author Joylene Nowell Butler, the lady from Cluculz Lake, Canada.
Thank you so much Mask (or the mystery awarder), and Joylene.
It is my pleasure to pass the Stylish Blogger Award to:
The legendary Rachael Harrie of Rach Writes. She's the brain behind Bloggers' Crusade;
The very talented artist Serena Lewis;
My favourite English blogger Mr London Street, who resides in Reading and blogs delightfully out of the most mundane of scenes or happenings around him. Check out his blog for a really good read.
Do you remember I told you that I'd avoid Prozac and would resort to prayers to come to term with my situation? Well, that didn't quite work out. My physician told me that pray by all means but I need to take something to deal with my grief before it turned into full blown depression. So I have to be honest with you and tell you that I'm not completely myself. Part of me is this thing called Xanax or Alprazolam. Only for a couple of weeks though. After which the good doctor said he'll wean me out of it OR give me something stronger! Fingers crossed on that one.
Come to think of it, I may have lost everything, but I am alive, aren't I? Nothing is more beautiful than to be alive!
And as if to convince me of that I received this Award from L'Aussie:
Bless you, Denise.
I would like to in turn pass this beautiful Award to:
Su of Cheekyness, who's having a great time with hubby Chad in Austin, Texas;
My good friend Ohio Farm Girl, whose life is full of adventure (chasing varmint, among other things) and enjoys it even in freezing temperatures;
Joyelene Nowell Butler who's enjoying life in beautiful Canada;
Kittie Howard, who's enjoying sunny Louisiana and giving us her account of her great ancestors' romantic adventures;
The Enigmatic Masked Blogger, who's having a bit of a problem disposing her property, but I want to try and convince her despite that life's good, and to be enjoyed;
Samantha Verant, who's living it up in Paris;
Maria Zannini whose two loves are writing and homesteading;
Nature Girl Anna who survived the dreaded big C and is having the time of her life traveling and discovering one paradise after another;
My dear friend Gary, who's also going or had gone through a bad patch, but has had the mental strength to go through it all smiling and sharing his humor through his blog klahanie. Life's great Gary, make the most of it my friend.
As for the other conditions for accepting the Awards, I'm tweaking them a little, if you don't mind: I have told you four or five things about myself right in the opening para, then the good doctor let you on what I'm on, so I reckon I kinda met them. If you are still not satisfied you can always read all about me here and here. If you are still not happy please leave your number and I'll call you, pronto!
I have thus killed three birds with one stone (that has to be metaphorically speaking, as I only shoot birds with my Cannon).
Here's Grandpa and Xanax signing off...