If you throw this blog down a well, and have someone hold you upside down and look down the well with a hand mirror…
…you can see Jude Law and Nicole Kidman doing really bad Southern accents.
That’s because this is a Reflective Blog, and I’m not referring to the Scotchlite trim on my snazzy jumpsuit.
Seriously though, it’s a honor to be considered a Schmoozing, Thinking, ROFLing, Reflective blogger, and I’d like to thank all the little people I’ve stepped on to get where I am today, especially John, the faithful reader who tagged me.
So far, the only one I haven’t received is the Rocking Girl Blogger award, and qualifying for that one would require surgery.
[cue all the de rigeur sarcastic comments about it being microsurgery]
Besides, I make a pretty convincing woman with the right makeup and ensemble.
Now the rules of this meme award require that I actually post the rules, so here they are:
“This award should make you reflect on five bloggers who have been an encouragement, a source of love, impacted you in some way, and have been a Godly example to you. Five Bloggers who when you reflect on them you get a sense of pride and joy… of knowing them and being blessed by them.”
Well first of all, I’m not passing this one on. Of the bloggers I name, whether they choose to accept it is purely voluntary, so I’m not going to leave comments on their blogs, either. The most reflective bloggers I know are also the least likely to pass on the award. They may not even share all my religious and political leanings. But what they do, without fail, is make me reflect on my own beliefs, and people like that are inspirational to me.
Yeah, I know that violates the rules, but I’m a rebel that way. That’s just how I roll.
Hear that ladies? In addition to being Thinking, Schmoozing, ROFL funny, Reflective and knowing twenty different ways to make your heart race and just as many to slow it back down, I am also a Bad Boy.
Think Winnie the Pooh in black leather. Rowr.
Now I normally pass these on to the less popular names on my blogroll, but this time I’m bucking my personal convention somewhat.
LawDog comes first. I have no idea of the religious beliefs of the Blogfather, nor do I care. But he has been an inspiration, and continues to be. He’s principled, thoughtful, a gifted writer, and laugh-out-loud funny. Any of his readers know that.
Matt G., despite being the world’s worst freakin’ procrastinator, is another source of inspiration. He’s a Southern Gentleman in the classic sense of the phrase. Matt just gets it. Doesn’t even matter what subject it is, Matt always has something insightful to say. Yeah, he may look like a hairier version of Bull Shannon from Night Court, but he’s a deep thinker, make no mistake.
Marko, like LawDog, is another enigma wrapped in a riddle shrouded in mystery. I have no idea of his religious beliefs, and again, I could care less. The man’s humanity and strength of character are obvious when you read his blog. It also helps that he’s a talented writer with a gift for debate. He’s so damnably logical that I think of him as the Mr. Spock to my Bones McCoy, but it’s nice to know that he’s also subject to the baser emotions that rule the rest of us. Just makes him all the more interesting, in my opinion.
#1 Dinosaur is, in his own words,
A Family Doctor in solo private practice; I may be going the way of the dinosaur, but I’m not dead yet.
I’m Christian, and unless I’m mistaken, Dinosaur Doc is Jewish. No matter. We worship the same God, and both share the opinion that medicine is a higher calling, and not just a job. He’s the kind of doctor I’d go to myself, and that is praise not lightly given. His blog always has something insightful or inspirational in some way. As case in point, read this post reflecting on the perception of beauty, and if you don’t think that child is beautiful just as she is, you just won’t get it.
And finally, there’s Janean. Hers is just a simple blog, populated with the vignettes of her daily life. No high-minded political commentary, no rants, no lowbrow toilet humor. Just the miscellaneous musings of a single Mom living her life out there in the Pacific Northwest.
So why do I read it? Well, if you point your gaze toward the upper left corner of our country, up there among those rain clouds, fog and perpetual drizzle, see that bright ray of sunshine up there in Williamette Valley, Oregon?
That’s Janean.
