This week's ceremony is brought to you by the letter P, for Procrastination.
"Anon for this" wins the Theme Award for her inaugural whine about, you guessed it, procrastination. Valuable "I Did It!" stickers to all the other Pixies who accomplished procrastination this week. I think that's everyone, so that's it for this week's ceremony.
Just kidding! Liz wins the Style Award for whining about Blogger getting up her nose, in verse! (Or, as Neighbor Lady put it, Liz whines style.)
This Too Will Pass Award to Esperanza, for her whines of potty-training. I particularly like "why is bathroom tile so hard?" Esperanza also wins for the tummy bug enhancement to the potty training process.
Elevated Risk of Mullet Award to Sue, for her whines of  wondering if anyone would notice if she just procrastinated everything until her holiday in August ; and  happy people in the morning, and the consequent yearning for whiskey in the coffee. ~snort~
Old Skool Award to Esperanza, for her ponytail whine, which she rightfully points out is 100% free of bodily fluids.
Worthy Addition to the Lexicon Award to Days, whose annual physical gave her the chance to really exercise her "anxiety muscles."
Oy, the Doctor Visits Awards to Sarah and Neighbor Lady and anyone similarly afflicted, in their loving quests to find out what's going wrong for their kids. We're behind you. Sarah, so glad the ped neuro ruled out some scary possibilities. xoxo
Stuff It Up Your Nose Award to the hideous crone from the management ghetto at hubby's work, who decided a wedding was the perfect time to lecture A Different Anonymous about moms who take their kids to the doctor for "every little thing." If there is an HR department, hubs might consider a complaint. This person is probably in a position to know who uses the insurance that is a benefit of his job, and it is hard to see this as anything but an effort to intimidate.
Revenge of the Chaperones Award to Emily, whose daughter made it through the prom (presumably dressed acceptably after these weeks of fretting) and the after-party, and a good time was had by all. Except the chaperones, who must have been delerious when they decided it would be reassuring to those unfortunate parents back home to receive a 3:00 a.m. phone call from the darlings. Yikes. No good calls come at 3:00 a.m.
Perils of Travel Award to Madeleine, who (oh, the inhumanity!) only had internet access in the hotel room via a very short cable.
Pomp and Circumstances Award to Jenevieve, who is finishing her last finals (yes, you can!) and will soon graduate from vet school!!!!!! YAY! Happy dancing! Confetti! Cake and champagne! We could not be prouder or more excited for you, Jeni!
Hugs to JenR, for the impossible circumstance that happened at bedtime. And all that has gone before. Love, hugs, good thoughts, and prayers, also, to JenR's SIL's niece and family, after a devastating accident.
Days will serve as chair of the Cluestick Posse this week, and all are invited to saddle up to deliver messages to the deserving. The list of deserving includes, but is not limited to: Blogger; people who think 3:00 a.m. phone calls are a good idea; everyone responsible for end-of-school-year discombobulation; hotel people who think, in this day and age, that wires are the way to deliver the internet goods; lame parents; bad management people; bad insurance people; and all the other meanies of the universe.
Thanks for playing! See you next week!