MS WRITE-NOW is the Proud Recipient of the Illuminating Blogger Award
I am having a fabulous day that just got a little bit fabulous-er...y...the good folks over at the Food Stories blog emailed me that I was chosen as an Illuminating blogger and I couldn't be more thrilled.
Here is a link to their blog:
Out here in Blog Land we're never quite sure about the "who" and "what" of it, but I say anything that's a pay it forward kind of deal that doesn't sacrifice baby seals (or anything remotely like that) in the process is all right by me.
I love random acts of goodness, kindness, and awareness. Part of this nomination is that we share one random thing about ourselves; however, in the life of a humorist that's pretty much the mission statement for this blog, wouldn't you say?
I do have something though: Once upon a time there was a "Brat Pack" couple named Demi Moore and Emilio Estevez (who knew HE would become the lesser known of the Sheen boys?).
In those days -- and we're talking the eighties -- power couples didn't have their names fused together (think Brangelina), but rather they were labeled by the movies/shows they starred in. This dashing duo appeared in the edgy, cult classic, "St. Elmo's Fire."
They were madly in love and wanted to produce/star in movies together which led to Emilio writing the script for a film entitled, "Wisdom." If you're a fan of irony -- and, boy, oh, boy, am I -- this ill-fated non-star-making vehicle was a bomb of a flick with a limited release in the Sheen/Moore basement I do believe. Ergo: Maybe not so much wisdom in producing this one. (I personally believe this movie led to their break-up; however, my assertion is based in everything except facts.)
What's my random thing? I was a stand-in for Demi Moore in this movie. In fact, at the time we resembled each other so much that Emilio began walking toward me at one point, no doubt thinking I was his beloved. (Either that or my magnetic personality was really drawing him in and he was repeating over and over, "Demi-Schmemmy, must meet new, unknown, acid-jean-wearing stand-in with awesomely permed hair.") I don't know. You decide.
What I do know is that he would absolutely remember this moment as I do, probably even better than me, etched as it would be in his mind. Granted, it could be that he was thinking of asking everyone on set to make a donation, so he could finish filming the super-duper expensive crash scenes it took days to stage. Let me have my pink-hued version: He saw me in a Touched-by-an-Angel light and knew in an instant I was already married and he couldn't have me; his one true, love. [Insert sigh.]
My new best friend at Food Stories has also asked us nominees to nominate five bloggers we enjoy reading for the illuminating, informative posts they share with us. It was almost tough for me to narrow this down, but I did that too. I may need a nap now, there has been so much going on at the "home office."
Enjoy reading these! I know you will!