I was recently nominated for the TMI Award by Brooke at xoxoluvbb. Sometimes I get awards I wonder if I truly deserve the honor. I am not being modest, I just question the idea that my writing is inspiring or that my blog content is in fact awesome. Of course being honored with these awards makes me all happy inside because I THINK my blog is awesome and I hope that my writing is inspiring. But my blog has TMI in abundance.
From reading my blog one could safely assume I don’t have much of a filter which is true but my ultimate aim is to share my experiences in a way that is humorous, insightful and hopefully beneficial to my readers. I hope that through my experience, knowledge and understanding can be gained and that my trial and error approach to life can help others as much as it helps me.
I live my life with no regrets. I, as my friend Cakes McCain once said, “own my shit.” I believe that by accepting the outcome of your experiences and finding ways to learn from every opportunity we can live a life without regret. I don’t see the need in regretting any choice you can use to positively develop as person. This line of thinking allows me the bravery to discuss my life without fear of judgment or persecution. I love my world, my life and I don’t have regrets.
The TMI Award is an acknowledgement of those who do the same. The writers brave enough to share even the difficult parts of their lives. They share their experiences in the hope that others might take something of value away from their learning experiences. I am proud to be in their company and graciously accept the TMI Award.
Here are the rules
Thank the person who presented you with the award.
Brooke at xoxoluvbb has a fantastic and wildly funny blog about the ups and downs of dating. She always approaches the topic with optimism and humor. Her writing is smart, funny and completely relatable. If you haven’t discovered her blog yet you should swing by and say hello.
Link back to the blogger who presented the award to you.
Share an awkward, embarrassing and intimate story in 250 words or less.
The last time I went to Disney World, I was travelling with a female friend, my son and one of his friends. As we all piled off the bus at Hollywood Studios, my friend pointed out a t-shirt and I looked behind me to read it. As I turned back around my glasses flew off my face followed by a loud ding. My head instantly hurt. It took me a moment to realize that I had walked face first into a pole in front of about two thousand other people exiting the Disney buses. They pointed and laughed and whispered. The bastards! My son turned around at the sound, smirked at me and asked, “Mom, did you just walk into that pole?” My friend, who was doubled of laughing, managed to squeak out a yes. She tried to ask if I was okay as felt the throbbing spot on my forehead. Then I quickly yelled to my son, “Quick, take pictures of me before you can see the knot.” He rolled his eye and said, “She’s fine.” *I am actually fairly positive I had a concussion. I was nauseous for the rest of the day, my equilibrium was off and I was having trouble focusing. But I stayed at the park all day because there was no way I was spending that kind of money to sit in the first aid building or my hotel room. ** I also theorized that the whole incident occurred due to the fact that I had said the “c” word the day before at the Magic Kingdom and Mickey doesn’t allow that kind of language in “the happiest place on earth.”
Copy and paste the blog award on your blog.
Present the TMI Blog Award to 5 – 10 deserving blogs.
Let them know they have been chosen by leaving a comment at their blog.
And the award goes to…
Life in the Dash Lane
Halfway Between the Gutters and the Stars
Xanax or Running Shoes
Thank you so much for the acknowledgement and congratulations to the winners!