I am pro-babble. This is not a news flash for old chums and family, who have grown to tolerate (or flee! as the case may be) my propensity to lard on the words. Verbose. Prolix. Loquacious. That’s me. Why say something once when you can find two or three ways to repeat the same idea, I sez! Repeatedly!
But this week I’m pro-Babble: the capital-B kind. Two different juries of my peers gathered by that website have seen fit to honor what I’ve been doing online with recognitions. [Point of info: Babble is a widely-read resource website "for a new generation of parents."] The honorifics (and the attendant challenge I feel to retroactively actually earn them) couldn’t have arrived at a better time, relative to the ebb and flow my work life. For the past nine months it has been gushing, rather than flowing, and dadgum it I think it’s about to ebb for the first time since I started it. Enter, stage left, in the after-work hours: much-neglected writing life!
Babble Honorific #1: I was named one (okay, 47th) among Babble’s 50 Top Twitter Moms. I wanted to turn right around and at least Tweet my thanks. But when the news hit, I was still too busy chasing around after my work with buckets and mops (c.f. recent gusher imagery). I think in actuality I was flying cross-country with some buckets and mops, and was just running out of battery juice on my laptop when I read the email. To be 47th in a group of 50 is a delightful combination of fortunate and humorous. It’s more humorous than 48th or 49th, since those numbers have some cachet. You know, one’s an even number, which is always cool, and the other’s almost-50. But forty-seven is just, well. Sitting there. Hopeful. Feeling lucky to be there.
Twelfth Annual Weblog Awards
This? I recently found out about because I read my backlogged Twitter stream:
You’ll see there if you look closely that Lesbian Dad has been nominated for a 2012 Bloggie for Best LGBT Weblog. Those who need know no more than where to vote may do so here until 10pm Eastern; 7pm Pacific, Sunday, February 19. Either scroll down a bit or select “lgbt” from among the categories in the lefthand grey nav bar.
I am honored, flabberghasted, puzzled (can a person’s cumulative contribution really overcome a year of undeniably anemic posting? can it really?), and you name it. But there you go. There was a nomination period, some folks nominated this earnest (if lately anemic) thing–for which: thank you!–and somebody else from a random assemblage of nominators selected it from among the nominated. So there you go.
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