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[about the author]

i actually like speaking in front of large crowds. freakish, eh?

i work crossword puzzles in ink.

i am the american nigella lawson. or maybe the american eddie izzard. can't decide, really.

i would be a really good mom, but i'm cool with being a really good aunt.

i am sometimes more perceptive than i would like to be.

i am fiercely loyal. sometimes, stupidly so.

i never play dumb. never.

i am way too hard on myself.

i am a change agent.

i sometimes cross that fine line between assertive and aggressive.

i am not afraid to tell people that i love them.

i am militantly pro-choice.

i am pro-adoption.

i know a little bit about alot of things.

i typically enjoy the company of men more than women.

i am capable of being really mean and nasty, but i fight it. hard.

i am a lifelong cubs fan. do not laugh.

i have been known to hold a grudge.

i have hips.

i am not my sister.

i am lousy at forgiving myself.

i am an indoor kind of gal.

i am a bargain shopper. to the point of obsession.

i am 32 flavors. and then some.

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[100 things about me]

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[all content copyright 2007 by tequila mockingbird. seriously.]


pet peeve #486
okay, so i have all sorts of thoughts about love and romance and stuff like that. and i was going to share some of them with you here today, given that it's the perfect day for it and all. but, darned if my job didn't get in the way of all my mushy love-and-romance-type stuff.

and, no, i do not think this is some sort of metaphor for why i'm not in a relationship.

anyway, i wanted to write something all romantical, like i have in years past, but all i really have time for is this:

it is not "happy valentime's day." it's just not. there's no m. so it couldn't be "valentime's." it's "valentine's." with an n. please stop saying "valentime's." please.

you may now return to your love-and-romance-related activities.
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we now pause for this heartfelt, yet cliche-ridden, post
over the past couple of weeks, my inbox has seen a pretty steep increase in traffic, as has this site.

many of you know the reason for this: the annual bloggies.

this year, i was honored to learn that this site was nominated in two categories: best american blog and best writing of a blog.

i use that word deliberately: honored. because i really am. when i think about the overwhelming number of sites out there, the staggering number of talented writers who are blogging, the relatively small space of the internet that this space occupies, i am completely blown away by those nominations.

of course, my categories are filled with some heavy hitters. blogs whose daily hit counts are what this site sees in a month. so, the realistic chances of this little site actually pulling off an upset are pretty slim. but, if i just stop long enough to really think about what a nomination means...well, i find that winning doesn't really matter that much to me. out of the millions of possible choices, this site received enough nominations from the blog-reading public to make it to the top ten vote getters; then, a nominating panel cut that ten to five. and this site made it through that process. twice. for me, that's enough.

so, for those of you who asked, that's why i didn't mention the nominations overtly [the banner was as much as i felt comfortable with], or put up a link to the bloggie site during the voting period. i was surprised to find, given my cutthroat scrabble tendencies, that i didn't feel compelled to "win" this. after all, blogs are as unique as the people who write them -- how can you judge what is "best?"

honestly, i am just so thrilled by the fact that anything i write here resonates with someone so that that, when asked the question: "what's the best-written blog you read?," even one person who is not my mom answers, "tequila mockingbird." to me, that is an enormous honor. humbling. thrilling. flattering. and just pretty damn cool.

so, now that voting has closed, it seemed to me like the right time to say thank you.

and let me be clear: that "thank you" is not so much for the nominations as it is for coming here and reading every day. or every week. or even just once in a while.

and i would especially like to thank anyone and everyone who ever left a comment or sent an email. as cool as it would be to be crowned blog queen of the world, or whatever it is that they crown you, i take more pride in reading things like: "you made me want to write again," or "i started my blog because of you," or "you made me laugh out loud," or "you made me cry," or "after i read that i thought it was about time to bury the hatchet with my sister," or "thanks. i really needed that today," or "i thought i was the only one."

at the risk of sounding ridiculously sappy: it is a profound joy to know that what i write and share on this site connects with even one person. your encouragement and your honest feedback are more motivation to me than anything else. with apologies to the talented james l. brooks [who my mother forgives for spanglish, but i'm still not quite ready to move past]: you make me want to be a better writer.

and so, for all of that, thank you.

and lest you think this site is going to get all sappy: tonight is my first belly dancing class. stand by for hilarity.
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