Spot, experiencing bounty.
Big Pixie Cheers for Dr. Redzils, for landing a most excellent job offer! Woo Hoo!
Old Skool Awards to Liz, who whines: "I got cream cheese on my new brown pants;" and to Madeleine, who has issues with "the newfangled cloth grocery bags" which hold twice as much and have ruined her shopping/bag calculus.
Stylish Intentions Award to Esperanza, whose inner muse is distracted by ever so many things, with a Mullet Sash for her description of the new house: "featuring the finest decor your 1978 dollar can buy."
Elevated Risk of Mullet Awards to Margalit, who laments: "I wish Passover would just pass me over," and to Genevieve, who responds to Liz’s whine of the pants with "better than chocolate on your new cream-colored pants."
We have a surprising range of fluids this week, including way-post-nursing leakage, monthly woes, ear infections, the ever-popular cat pee, and nausea. By popular consent, the Fluid Prize goes to Neighbor Lady for her procedure prep, with a Mullet Laurel for "anytime a bottle says "Pleasing lemon-lime flavor" you know it's a LIE!"
Unanimous votes for a MonkeyWalking Video featuring Esperanza’s Sweet Baboo! We are smitten with the cuteness.
Miracle Antiwhine Award to Margalit, whose worthless cat finally decided she is a pure goddess!
April Fool Blizzard Award to Sue; the silver linings, however, include missing a dreaded breakfast meeting, and getting a massage due to snow cancellations.
Domestic Intranquility Award to Amy, for her priceless, snort-inducing whine of the underwear and the husband who can’t find it. For sanitary reasons, the Cluestick Posse shall employ a fire hose, this time.
Medical Badges of Courage to all facing inspections, detections, and selections, including Madeleine, Liz, our super-hero Neighbor Lady, JenR, Sue, Esperanza, and Margalit.
Big Boobie Gratitude to Liz for the biggerbras link! [and thanks to Amy for suggesting this award.]
Condolences and part of my secret stash of GS cookies to all suffering this week from items mentioned above, as well as BP taken immediately after weighing, 3 month waits, pink eye, antibiotics, crowds around to observe the unmentionable, the need for tubes, jackasses in beat up trucks, Holy Week overload, insurance companies, impending moves, rotating corporate takeovers, rumors, friends with horrible spousal units, teenagers, trolls, too large shoes, "dumb@ass plagiarizing composition students," laundry emergencies, and disappointing medical advice (sorry, Liz), amongst other things.
Thanks for playing! See you next week, when the fabulous Madeleine will host!
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ETA: A Tubes Award to JenR and the sweetie-pie who needs them! Many Pixie good wishes for the procedure -- any sweetie-pie procedure is a little daunting, but tubes are a force for the good. xoxo
7 comments:
Thank you for my prizes!! Knowing I could come here and whine about it made the disappointment so much less disappointing.
A Mullet Sash! Why, thank you! I shall wear it with pride.
What a marvelous ceremony! Thank you, kathy.
firehose = genius. :)
Excellent ceremony this week! I'm proud to be a part of such a lovely community of whiners!
*applause applause* Great awards!
Good news - negative on the barfs here in my world. I got through the day without any, um, pukeys. I did however, take a Gravol, fall asleep at my desk and come home early. Still - no actual barfs occurred - and that is always an anti-whine. Always.
Sue, glad you are better!
Liz, so sorry about the news. Yikes, "keep growing"?
Amy, your story made me laugh so hard! [Sorry, because in real life it would have my head exploding.]
And laughing is good! So is community. This HBP diagnosis has me stressed out the wazoo, but I believe in the healing value of the Whiners' Ball. Y'all are keepers.
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