Sunday, October 25, 2009

Someone loves me

While I was on vacation, I got an award. Thanks, SocialWrkr24/7! This is my first award ever. On my blog, that is.

SocialWrkr24/7 used getting the award to focus on the fabulousness of other bloggers. Now I feel guilty about thinking only of myself :-) But seriously, I admire SocialWrkr24/7's balanced, thoughtful, committed approach to kiddos.

Here are the rules:
1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award
2. Copy and paste the award on your own blog
3. Link the person who nominated you.
4. Name seven things about yourself that folks may not know
5. Nominate seven Kreativ bloggers
6. Post links to the seven bloggers you nominate
7. Leave comments on each of the blogs letting them know that you have nominated them!

As you can see, I didn't follow these directions to the letter since the award comes before thanking SocialWrkr24/7 because I'm not good enough at Blogger to put the image in the correct place. (I tried 3 times.) Nevertheless I've done the first 3 things, so here is 4--seven things about me:
1. I do not like pineapple AT ALL. I think that pineapple in a bowl full of strawberries and cantaloupe is a waste of good strawberries. However, give me a drink with pineapple juice and vodka or rum and YUM.
2. I haven't been on a date in something like four and a half years. When I DO meet a guy I like, I fast-forward in my head to the proposal, the wedding, the kids. Yeah, I need to work on that! For example, I met a guy this Shabbat who I would be happy to talk to more. He is coming to my part of the world in 2 weeks to visit his kids, and we're going to get together then. I've known him for less than 48 hours but am already wondering whether it would be reasonable to be a step-mother to 4 children. Stop it, Foster Ima!
3. I take happy pills (Celexa) and it has made the hugest difference in my life. I really, really, really recommend to anyone who thinks that medication might help them but who is embarassed/ashamed/nervous to ask their doctor: do it. Please.
4. I've recently made a commitment to myself to try VERY HARD not to purchase any mass-produced products that are the final product. That doesn't make sense, so let me explain:
  • chocolate chips: mass-produced but not the final product because they are used as an ingredient in cookies
  • jeans: mass-produced final product
  • yarn: mass-produced but used in knitting
  • knitting needles: mass-produced but used as a tool in knitting
  • Cheese-Its: delicious but mass-produced final product

The exception might have to be soda, though in an ideal world I would use this commitment to also wean myself off it. Ha. This isn't intended to last forever (I don't plan to either start making my own clothes or buying in small boutiques where the clothes--and shoes, yikes!--are handmade), but is intended to raise my consciousness about what I am consuming and also to be a moratorium on acquiring things for a while.

5. My pajamas have a hole in them.

6. I love Scrabble. (Okay, a few of you knew that already.)
7. When I was 6, I thought that being Jewish meant not believing in G-d. Oops, guess I was a little wrong there!
Okay, now for the nominations!
1. Trying to think of someone who has also mentioned fruit, or drinking... Since I can't, let's just go with Amanda, because I want her to know that I read her blog.
2. Just Me, because she is also single. (And great in other ways as well.)
3. Therapy Doc is a frum therapist who inspired me to get off my duff and go to a therapist. Thanks!
4. Erin at Erin won't respond to the award, because her blog is very professional, but I read it regularly and it is part of the motivation behind trying to be more conscious about what I bring into my home. Also, I have many mutual friends with Erin, so I thought it would be nice to give her some love. Erin and her husband recently adopted a baby.
5. Snarky Mom who is HI-larious and who also I think will get a kick out of the fact that I just announced to the whole world that my pajamas have a hole in them. (By the way, the hole is not somewhere innocuous like the bottom of the pants leg.)
6. Yondalla, because we play Lexulous. (Also Thorn, but I know that she has already been given this award.)
7. Linda B, to represent all the Christian people I mis-informed about Judaism when I was in elementary school. I hope that they have all learned that I was wrong.
Sorry for any re-nominations; I haven't been able to face most of the week's worth of posts in my google reader so don't know who has been nominated already.


  1. Thanks SO much for the award! I love how you described that whole fast-forward thing because I TOTALLY do that and it really messes things up and kinda takes the fun out of "hanging out". I'm not very good at doing the whole post the award and follow directions thing, but definitely got the thank you down, right?! Thanks again SO much...and, I was gone for a couple days and thought MY reader was full...I can't imagine sorting through a week's worth of posts (or more!) Does that mean I have too many blogs on my reader?! I think not...ha!

    Congrats on getting your first call (and being able to say "no"!) I think I may actually get licensed in the near future (they called while I was gone to see how long I have lived in the State this time to find out if they need to check me out in the other two states I have lived in...yes, that does sound like something I would have told them prior to April 2008 when I started this whole thing!) Anyway, is this the longest comment ever or what?!

    Thanks again (is that the third thanks?!)

  2. Thanks so much for the comment on my blog (and the award!). I will definitely be adding you to my blogroll and reading through your story :-)

  3. OK, so I have a q - Does the agency know you take Celexa? I ask because we have had some questions/concerns about, um, medication disclosure. I'm guessing they certify foster parents who take "happy pills" and pain meds and other semi-stigmatized medications all the time, but I'm curious about this...

  4. ByTheBay -- yep, they do. I was completely upfront about it and the only thing they asked for was an extra letter from my psychiatrist certifying that my condition is stable.