I am full of a dangerous type of excitement.

So here's the reason: a while back I randomly made a post on http://www.shamelesslysassy.com where I was all, "hey, nominate me for the bloggies...". I didn't really think anyone would. But apparenlty people did, and the awesomeness is rolling off of those that did right now. I can feel it. I am surprised and stunned. Really.

I keep refreshing the page thinking that it's some sick joke, and that really some hacker is taunting me with my own hope.

When I suggested nominating me, my thought was that even if I somehow got enough votes to be in the finalists considered by the panelists, probably they wouldn't vote for me. I'm not sure why, but that's how my mind works,and I can't talk sense into myself. It's similar to attempting to talk sense into a brick wall

So I am unbelievably humbled. Truly.

I was nominated for Best Writing of a Weblog. To me, the category was even more surprising than being in the finals. Honestly, most days I feel like my writing is about as pleasant as wearing a pair of sandpaper underwear. It's sufficient, yet oddly uncomfortable.

Additionally, I'm up against blogs that all have massive, cult-like followings for all the right reasons. They're fabulous, well written blogs by witty and intelligent people. Truthfully, I read all of those blogs regularly, and I can not believe I am even being grouped with their awesomeness. (You see, I used words like awesomeness?)

Nevertheless, if you enjoy my writing and it doesn't have the sandpaper effect on you, I would be thrilled if you would go http://www.bloggies.com vote for me.
(By thrilled I mean pee in my pants, pull a Tom Cruise on Oprah's couch, and caffeine high happy.)