Martians Need Love, Too

I'm only a week or three accepting these awards. I suck, I know it, I own it. Admitting I have a problem is supposed to be the first step, right?

Be sure to go check out the chicas who bestowed these upon me. That's how this thing works, ya know? They send you here and I send you there? It's all bloggy back scratching and it's kind of a big deal.

Andrea at Mom Writer Me counts me as one of her faves. I still find it incredulous that anyone besides my mother reads this thing, let alone actually comes back more than once. So, Andrea, my husband thanks you for my inflated ego and I'm glad to be one of your faves.

Deb at Spawnocalypse thinks I'm lovely. Actually she thinks I'm foul and wretched and that's why she loves me but she's showing her love with this frilly thing. Let's pretend I'm accepting while wearing my most elegant white gloves, shall we?

I scored this Friendly Blogger 2009 award from Missy at Life In Left Field. As are the rest of these ladies, Missy is hysterical. The thought that I would be considered "friendly" is proof that she has a wicked sense of humor.

A rockin' new blog in my reader is So Random and apparently I've kissed Jackie's ass enough to get an award out of her. It's a gift I've got, really. I love it when a plan comes together! Thanks, Jackie.

I'm sure there were rules about how many bloggers to pass each award on to and as usual I don't follow directions. I am, however, doing a blanket pass-along. If you have my button or link in your sidebar or blogroll, these awards are yours. I'm really quite thrilled that you guys get enjoyment from my pain like me. It's kinda like a little retribution for those little bitches in high school. Oh, I'm not cool enough for the cool kids party? How many blog hits did you get today, skank?