March 3, 2009


I got a blog award, and ordinarily I’d be all, whoo-fucking-who because I’m crabby and my thong is riding up in places it shouldn’t, but it’s from Yellaphant. And I’m pretty sure in a past life Bridget and I sipped Coors Light and swapped embarrassing gynecological stories, which is why when she gave me an award in Spanish I thought, RIGHT ON!  How cool am I? Or should I say, ¿Cuán estelar soy yo? And  then I started craving some empanadas, por favor. 

My husband designed this site, and when I started it, he wouldn’t let me put badges and stuff on it. He compared it to a Mercedes with a bumper sticker, or a hot girl with a tramp stamp. And then he remembered that I have a tramp stamp… Let’s just say the discussion after that was super awkard, and now he’ll allow me to put whatever I want on my site, which includes, but is not limited to blog awards in Spanish. Olé!

Ahhh, I remember fondly the last time I got an award in Spanish. It was in my freshman clase de Espanol. I got the Senorita Simpatica award. Which basically means I was a quiet bitch who only appeared nice because I didn’t say much, and people appreciated that.

But now I can add this award:


It’s for those who invest and believe in proximity and aim to find and be friends with other bloggers. Which basically means I’m nice to people and I like it when people are nice to me. Or it means you live close to me, or it means I want you to live close to me so that we can share a soda and get a pedicure and then go shopping at Trader Jo’s together. At lease that’s what I interpret it to mean. 

Oh, one more thing, I have to share the love with 8 other ladies that are fantastic and who I think would really appreciate an award in Spanish with a wire butterfly and an empty toilet paper roll on it.

My Island Nights

Gorilla Buns

Sunny Side Up



Fitz-Fam Happenings

Spilt Milk

Vintage Thirty

Enjoy your special award ladies. I know I’m enjoying mine. I printed it off, framed it, and now I look at it every time I poop.



Thank you so much for sharing the love. You know I’m in need of some major love lately. Sadly, I took French therefore, I wouldn’t have had a clue what the hell the award said. I only know how to cuss in Spanish. I guess this is most important in any language, right?

by gorillabuns on March 3, 2009

I feel honored. Especially since I went back to school and dropped my blog like a hot rock. Poor neglected blog.

by Jen on March 3, 2009

YEAAAAAAAHHH! CERVEZAS POR FAVOR! You should gave me a great idea for a cervezas and cervixes party where everyone has to come and with their favorite six pack and gynecological story. Let’s do it.

by Bridget on March 3, 2009

mmmm…..Coors Light

by greg on March 3, 2009

Yayyy! Super chouette! Oops, that’s french. Now I expect everyone who reads your blog to flock to mine and leave copious comments. Because seriously, it feels like the only people who have been reading my blog lately are freaky manatee lovers and you.

by amanda on March 3, 2009

Muchas gracias prostituta 🙂 ( I like to call my best bff here a hooker- don’t ask me why I just like it. I call another friend Vern -I’m weird like that. Now I call you hooker too. It’s a term of love.

by amy on March 4, 2009

Abundanza of graciases! (That’s “Itanish,” wherein I’ve combined Italian and Spanish. I don’t speak either, least of all Italian– I stole that word from a spaghetti sauce commercial.) The award is beautiful. I don’t mean to sound like an ingrate but THE TOILET PAPER ROLL IS BACKWARDS! How many times do I have to ask you to put it the other way? Oh, wait, sorry…

by dgm on March 4, 2009

You have funny friends. I can’t compete. I’m just so very thankful, really, you have know idea how much this award means to me. Thank you. And thanks again. Thanks.

by sarah on March 4, 2009

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