Awards: Wild Life Edition

This week's ceremony is brought to you by the letter D, for Deer, Dogs, and the Darnest thing. My dogs were barking (standard English usage) their fool heads off for a long time, and investigation revealed that they were playing with an equally foolish young (but much bigger) deer at the back fence, which is wire. Playing, as in running back and forth together, lunging puppylike toward one another, bending pieces of fencing with their enthusiasm. It's nothing but glamor and excitement around here -- but don't be jealous, Pixies one and all are known for their glamorous and exciting lives. ;)

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Redzils wins the That's DOCTOR To You Award , for her gripping story of her own institution advancing an offer for a post-doctoral position and yet treating her with no respect, and no title. Runners-up include numerous Pixies holding advanced degrees, and sometimes feeling moved to use them for cluesticking purposes. Fingers and toes crossed, Redzils, about the other thing.

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Liz wins the Politically Stylin' Award for her links to a hilarious Gilbert & Sullivan piece about her particular governator. Governor. (I speak Californian as a first language.)

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Sue wins the Triumph Over the Bully Award, for neutralizing something toxic, without even having to resort to stuffing his face with cookies!

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Neighbor Lady wins the coveted Elevated Risk of Mullet Award for her adventure with a car that makes weird noises except when it is presented to the mechanic: "My car is possessed. It knows just how to irritate me."

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Go, Team, Go Award to Amy, who is doing a fundraising walkathon! Stop by and support her, if you are so moved. Runner-up is Sue, signed up for a fundraising race. I am in awe; these efforts make me feel like the desk-bound slug that I am.

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Prom Drama Award to Emily, as the clothing and transportation challenges continue. Yikes!

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Many thanks to all who chimed in about Mother's Day. Greetings to Tara, and thanks for the excellent suggestion of averting one's eyes from the saccharine commercial spectacle. Passing the pecan pie.

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We Believe Awards to Days, Esperanza, and anyone else similarly situated, as they walk the tightrope between encouragement and fear of holding their beloved daughters back.

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Crossed Fingers for Sarah, whose daughter's headaches might be TMJ.

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Hugs to PK and her friends who lost so much in so short a time. Much love to JenR, and cluesticks to the stupid therapists who won't even call back.

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Condolences to all who are suffering this week from illnesses, allergies, dental woes, social clumsiness, mystery bruises, being jerked around on a thing, feeling excluded, work stuff that inspires shreiking, being blamed unfairly, bullying, conflicts in leadership styles, sleepiness, summer vacation already, executive visits, office casual, flaky teammates, anxiety about meeting goals, and every other affliction affecting Pixies and their beloveds this week.

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Thanks for playing, and see you next week!

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ETA: who knew there would be a video reflecting this week's theme?