Colours of Friendship Award
“Elissa” from “Managing Autism”
has kindly passed on this token of friendship. I refuse to write all that mushy stuff about relationships as I might split my stiff upper lip. Whilst I am tempted to quote ‘Bah Humbug,’ at this time of year I should probably slough off such Grinch like associations.
Firstly I should like to pass this on to “slouching mom” over at “slouching towards 40.” This is only fair because the first time I acknowledged this little gemlet I had the outrageous nerve to call her ’sloughing’ instead of ’slouching.’ Did she harbour evil thoughts towards me following this transgression? No, not a bit of it. In true magnanimous American style she just shrugged it off as of no consequence.
I often toddle over to another little spot where the “Queen” hangs out at the “Queen of Dysfunction.” She’s an annoying little devil without a blogging schedule. This of course is deliberate on her part just to ensure that she causes as much irritation as possible. Fortunately for me, now that I have her on my google feed reader she’s unable to escape quite so easily.
“Linda” of course is never irritating or irritated over at “Are we there Yet.” I have no choice but to pass this over to her as she has helped drag me kicking and screaming up the feed reader curve and is always a little oasis of harmony. [unless the kids are playing up]
Another fun place to nip along to is “Adventures of an Aussie Mum.” This is the joy of international connections. I am up late and night just in time to read her post as she starts her day.
“Never Judge a book” has to have one too, devious little lurker that she is, especially now that she has a spanking new template to please the eye.
Good old “Sam” is far too cerebral to partake in this kind of malarky but I am happy to send this to him. If ever you feel that life has given you a bad break, then this is the place for you. His stella work stops me in my tracks. The families and patients that he helps, in both his “work” and “play” takes my breath away.
One that I have finally managed to load onto my google reader is “Beck” at “Frog and Toad are still friends.” They are by far my favourite American book series although I do have a little bias on that front. It was that clue that first led me to her site, and now she just can’t get rid of me.
“Kristina” over at “Autism Vox” was probably my first on line pal. I lurked on her site more many a long evening back in the days where the word ‘blog’ was not in my lexicon. Indirectly she taught me all about it until I was brave enough to de-lurk and write a no doubt ludicrous comment. I felt as if I was writing on the wall of a toilet stall, but that’s probably because of the association of graffiti and bogs.
As is this!













December 22nd, 2007 at 11:34 pm
The honor leaves me speechless!! I must get to work…..
December 23rd, 2007 at 2:46 am
Congratulations on a well-deserved award.
December 23rd, 2007 at 3:58 am
thank you, maddy. it’s mutual, believe me!
December 23rd, 2007 at 3:58 am
Well deserved all round. Congrats.
December 23rd, 2007 at 4:20 am
ooh! what good picks! thanks for sharing some great reads!
December 23rd, 2007 at 5:40 am
A toilet bowl is an odd place to wash the kids’ toys…. Must be some weird British Christmas tradition…..
December 23rd, 2007 at 7:45 am
Congratulations. You are a great blogger and really deserve such a prestigious award.
Best wishes, Crystal xx
December 23rd, 2007 at 7:58 am
It’s lovely to have found you Maddy! Happiest of Holidays to you and yours!
December 23rd, 2007 at 11:59 am
Congrats on the award. Wear it proudly.
December 23rd, 2007 at 12:54 pm
Goodness, I like your style, Maddy! And you deserve that award many times over, congratulations!
(and thank you for your words today–you lifted me!) xo
December 23rd, 2007 at 4:44 pm
Congrats on the award.
December 23rd, 2007 at 9:46 pm
congrats on your spate of awards.
and a picture of a bog! MQ has a book that says (of a frog) “Don’t fall in the bog” so we call our drainage ditch a bog. Sometimes it is rather boggy, although in a good rain it can be like a raging river. But bogs just make me smile, now, odddly enough.