Time Warp

Now surely I am not the only one who does this sort of thing...writes a post that seems like yesterday and then looks at the date and it says (gasp!), "Wednesday." Then I think, well how did that happen? It was sort of like this. Thursday I went to bed at 8:30 because I was falling asleep everywhere and Mr. Lipstick sent me upstairs. Friday night I cooked a big giant country supper (complete with cornbread) and made a colossal mess in the kitchen. Saturday was Saturday. I was all set to post on Sunday and my quirky little laptop kept giving me the Blue Screen of Death. Hello Monday night.

This weekend we watched a lot of football, of course and I have to include this personal message to my dearest Peyton Manning. Thanks for winning today yesterday and also for your overall athletic brilliance. I am super excited about seeing you in the Superbowl. I have really been enjoying all of your past commercials on youtube. I am sure we are both hoping that there are some more endorsement deals in a couple of weeks. Hugs, Lipstick.

Another funny thing about time...the 80s are apparently longer ago than they seem. See this cutie...

He was six years old when I graduated from high school, but has now grown into New Orleans' favorite son. Imagine kicking a game winning field goal. In overtime. That sends your team to the Superbowl. For the first time. That's gotta feel good. And I love how all those Saints' fans write, "Geaux Saints!" and spell it all French-ish. Now that's cute, what with the fleur-de-lis and all.

Time for some thank you's...
Lisa Porter is an artist who crafts the single most beautiful blog I have ever seen. Somehow each post transports me to the destination of her choosing and relaxes me as if I were actually there. Bookmark her and thank me. Right now, I am thanking her, because she has bestowed an award upon me. Many, many thanks.

My bloggy buddy Slam Dunks has graciously bestowed upon me these awards.


This is a special treat because while I really don't know how Slam Dunks and I found one another's blogs, I am very grateful for the serendipity.

I get a bit flustered about passing along awards. I regularly read lots and lots of blogs. Here are some blogs that hold sentimental value for me...
*Tres Poshe Preppy - the very first blog I ever read
*More Wine Please-we started blogging about the same time, it seems. I would like to have margs with her IRL.
*Sasha Says-Sasha was kind enough to give my blog its own domain name. She also knows MWP and Multi-Slacking Mamalicious IRL. These three ladies were some of my first blog finds and are still among my daily faves.
*Fashion Herald-totally chic, cool, former model in NYC and she reads me and I read her. I think she has been commenting since my third post. Tight hugs.
*The Preppy Princess-she has been there since the beginning and offers the most fabulous, funny, and insightful comments that often deserve a blog post themselves. Good thing she has a delightful blog of her own. We are even Facebook friends too. Tight hugs to you too TP.

There are some more hugs too...
Thank you for the comments on my previous post. I have read them again and again and again. Thank you all for sharing that you too are enduring long lasting grief. I can imagine those comments weren't easy to post. It would have been easy to just exit out and yet you posted. Thank you. Thank you dearly.

Also, thank you to the readers who are still commenting on this post about racism. The day after I posted this, I lost two followers. I was semi-sad. What blogger isn't a little sad when the number of followers declines? Interestingly I have gained several more followers since that post. I am very grateful for that.

Mr. Lipstick said perhaps someone was offended by the expletive in the title. Maybe so. My Southern raisin' dictates that I should apologize for offending anyone, but somehow that assaults my sensibilities. I was that angry. Still feel that way. Sometimes Lipstick smolders a bit and sometimes Lipstick explodes. Usually in laughter. Thanks for coming along for the ride.