At the Fort Worth Fat Stock Show and Rodeo many years ago, I met a long lanky man in a cowboy hat. His crisp white shirt was starched, his jeans were pressed, and his boots were made of ostrich skin, but they were “working boots.” When we were introduced, he shook my hand and smiled as he offered a soft-spoken, “Good to meet you, ma’am.”
I thought I had met a shy cowboy, who would later be competing in the rodeo. Instead, I found out I had just met Sid Richardson Bass, one of the wealthiest of all Americans! No one would ever have known it by his unassuming manner.
Now, I grew up knowing that folks from other places viewed Texans as “braggarts.” It’s true that some are, but a well-bred Texan does not brag. My Momma taught me right. That’s why I have a hard time acknowledging when someone gives me an honor. It isn’t that I don’t appreciate it, or that I’m not proud about it. I’m just not accustomed to jumping up and down and saying, “Hey look at me!”
Because I was taught not to show off, I hide the buttons at the bottom of the sidebar or bury them in a post. Some are even on another page and you have to click the sign that says, “see buttons.” Again, I’m delighted to have them, but don’t think I should shove them in everybody’s face.
Lori Greenberg at Bead Nerd just nominated me for Thinking Blogger. Lori, thank you for that honor and your kind words. I’ve gotten the award a few times before (ok, it’s the 6th time), but it’s always nice when someone thinks I “think.” I try hard to hide that from y’all “baa tawkin’ lack iss.” Go ahead and say it out loud. You know you want to…and, yes, that’s exactly how I sound when I have put on my twang.
Several days ago, I had gotten the Rockin’ Girl Blogger Award from Comedy Plus and I named six Rockin’ Girl Bloggers. Then, Yellow Rose’s Garden gave it to me and Coming to a Nursery Near You gave it to me, too. How do they know that all I do all day is sit in that rocking chair and try to frighten the long-tailed cats?
Thank you all for your kind words, and for the honors. I feel very humbled to be nominated for awards from bloggers of your caliber. Even if I don’t wear my “bling” at the top of the page, I’m delighted to have gotten it, and I appreciate you.
Now, I’m supposed to pass this on to other bloggers. That’s where my real problem comes. You can look on my blogroll and on my Link Love and see tons of names there. I think that all of them rock, and I know they all make me think. Every one of them deserve those awards!
I just can’t play favorites. I’ll tell you a little secret: When I was a child, I was too quiet and nerdy to run with the “popular crowd.” This was, I think, a major disappointment to my mother. She was hoping to have begotten a cheerleader or majorette, and I didn’t make the team. I felt her disappointment deep in my soul. I still have nightmares about not being chosen for a team! I’m a grown woman, for heaven’s sake and that shouldn’t matter anymore. But, I still dream it.
I don’t want anybody else not to “make the team.” I’m very generous with Link Love on a regular basis, so I don’t feel as if I’m out of line. I’m not going to pass these on again, but you can take one if you want it. Does that work? Am I being a party pooper? I don’t send chain letters on either, does this mean I’m going to have bad luck?