- Display the award certificate on your website.
- Announce your win with a post and include a link to whomever presented your award.
- Present seven awards to deserving bloggers. Create a post linking to them and drop them a comment to tip them off.
- Post seven interesting facts about yourself.
Seven Deserving Bloggers:
(In no particular order.)
- Jennifyr of after.eleven-pm.org is the only person on this list I actually know in real life. She doesn’t blog often, but she has dealt with so much in her life and still finds a way to keep going and find something to smile about when I would have long since given up. She is my hero. (I’m not sure I’ve ever told her that, but it’s true.)
- Rachy of The Armoire is fucking awesome. She inspires me to write, and to try to be a better person, and love myself no matter what. She deserves all the Britney Spears and Adam Lambert and Brian Kinney gifs the internet has to offer (sadly, my gif folder is bereft.)
- Dilshad Ali of Muslimah Next Door has the patience and perseverance of a saint. Her blog reminds me to be thankful for my life and my blessings, and to have faith.
- Julia of à l’allure garçonnière is an activist that blogs about fashion- politics, culture, cultural appropriation, feminism, and more. So many (including myself, before I started reading) are inclined to hand-wave fashion as unimportant both as discussion and as something that impacts the world, but she’s opened my eyes.
- Seren of Tairis is a Gaelic Polytheist who I think has significantly contributed to the sphere of Celtic religion; her blog and her site and chock-full of useful information, interspersed with accounts of her own daily practice in a way that shows how natural and integrated pagan religions can be, if one takes the time to do it right.
- Dver of A Forest Door is a spirit-worker who I also think has significantly contributed to the ‘pagan’ world; while what she does and what I hope to become don’t always overlap, she never fails to provide insight and inspiration.
- Sarah of The Witch of Forest Grove is the kind of witch I want to grow up to be. Her work is fascinating and sometimes dirty, but she makes no apologies for who she is or what she does. She is a very talented artist, and her blog regularly reminds me that the thinking is good, but the doing is better.
Seven Interesting Facts:
(I think this depends greatly on one’s value of ‘interesting’.)
- I don’t watch a lot of movies. I regularly see previews and trailers for movies and put them on my to-watch list, but there’s something about sitting down for three hours and watching one that makes me feel deeply lazy. I think part of it is because I don’t do anything while I’m watching- I’m not skilled enough at crochet to not have to look at my hands. For some reason, tv shows and movies on tv do not make me feel lazy, possibly because of regular commercial breaks where I can do something, even if it’s just for 5 minutes.
- There are certain sounds and textures that I cannot handle. Asking me to handle something made of unfinished wood, for example, gives me massive anxiety attacks. Wood scraping on metal, metal scraping on metal, chalk on chalkboards, irregular snoring, and styrofoam rubbing on anything are all sounds that freak me out, and if I am already anxious, the sound of aluminium foil being crinkled will only exacerbate things.
- I am more frightened by small dogs than large ones; small dogs are so excitable, and that energy makes them unnerving and unpredictable to me. Large dogs seem much calmer and lack that tendency to bark themselves in a circle around someone.
- I can’t walk by Abercrombie & Fitch in the mall without having a minor asthma attack, thanks to all the perfume/scent they pump into the air. I also can’t enter Bath & Body Works, or Yankee Candle stores, or the house fragrance or candle aisles of any store, or new age stores that burn incense. I am also extremely sensitive to lingering cigarette smoke (unless it’s menthol, for some reason.) When smelling traditional perfumes, all I smell is chemicals, which is why I only wear BPAL. (Which, amazingly, even when it’s strong isn’t enough to bother my lungs.)
- I used to be a fat hater. My mother spent most of my late childhood and early teenage years telling me to eat better or I was going to end up fat, and my stepfather liked to mock the overweight when we went out to eat. I grew up thinking that if someone was fat it was because they were lazy, ate too much junk, had no self control, and were slowly eating/sitting themselves to death. It wasn’t until I found TC that I realized how screwed up I was, and it’s taken years to stop mentally judging people when I am out in public. Honestly, I still catch myself doing it on bad days, and I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to purge myself of it. It’s one thing among too many that I hate about myself.
- I am a three time college dropout. It embarrasses me, largely because people assume (or I feel like they assume) that it means I’m stupid and/or incompetent. The truth is, I was bored and unfocused- I was chasing degrees to get a ‘career’, even though I’ve never wanted a real career. I was just following the path that everyone my age gets pointed at: you have to go to college if you’re ever going to be successful! Bullshit. That being said, I do want to go back to school, because there are a lot of things I want to learn- but I’m doing it to learn the things I want to. And if I never do anything with that degree, I don’t fucking care.
- I don’t know where I’m going to end up; I’m living in NC right now, but I plan to leave for Seattle in a year or so. There’s a part of me that wants to move somewhere new every five years- wander my way to Montreal and then across the sea to Europe. I think it would be wonderful to live somewhere where English isn’t the dominant language, but most of all I want to be near the sea.