freezin’

Not literally, well, yes, I sorta am, but the weatherman says we’d be down to our shorts tomorrow (Friday Jan 23rd) – It’s going to be a very hot FIFTY degrees! I hate that part. As much as I crib when temps below freezing hit us, I hate the fact that it ain’t consistent and I hate the heat. Give me a freezer to the oven I say! One can comfortably layer on as many as one would like and get to an extent warm, but seriously after we touch the 100’s how much can one remove? Even if am down to the skivvies (which I really can’t though would love to) the heat is well, unbearable.

Okay now that I’ve explained my views on freezin’ of the literal kind, coming down to the purpose of this post.

This here little butterfly. It’s decided to land on my blog, not once, not twice, but FOUR times.

butterfly

1. Dinesh started it off by saying this ” ..So I am letting this butterfly fly off as an award to my fellow bloggers” and lists me among three brilliant ladies. I was secretly quite thrilled with myself, being clubbed with stalwarts of blogging like Usha, was something to be celebrated after all. Considering the “weight” I was buckling under those days, he adds thoughtfully “If you are health conscious, do not worry, this is a “94% Fat free Butter”fly or “I-can’t-believe-it-is-not-butter”fly.

Funny, I think to myself and in my glee decide to add my own spin on the butterfly. 6th grade life cycle of butterfly fluttered into my mind and I drew up a parallel (which I really thought was cute and funny and quite apt, but apparently everyone else thought I was being pretentious! *a bummer I tell you*.) in this post.

2. Itchingtowrite came along again, awarding me with another butterfly. O boy I thought “This is sweet and very nice of her to think so.” I bask in the delicate rippling flutters around me.

In my head I think: heh, this is getting to be rather fun. Me, I scribble, vent, ramble and talk incessantly about my weight and graph all the gory details out and folks are thinking am cool? I guess being a goofball does pay off after all!”

3. A few days later, Usha bestows the award on me. yet again! She says listing me one among two A-listers and says “I think your blogs are COOOOOOOOL. Please be cool about it and accept the award.” I fainted right there at work. My head was getting bigger and hotter. I threw open the window and stuck my neck out into the cold crisp virgin air. This was getting quite stressful. It was one thing to be blessed upon once and then twice, but the 3rd time around, the pressure to be cool was mounting. Now, every one of my posts had to be ‘cool’. Everyone who stopped at usha’s was coming on over to see what was this ‘cool’ thing I had to offer. I pretended to be one among them and hopped on over. I saw nerdy graphs, and diet lists. Yikes! Since when did graphs become cool? Or a lecture on how to control LDL? Or poems on Oats?

Panic set in. I prayed. That’s what one does when all hope’s lost. I prayed that she wrote more posts. Brilliant, funny, insightful, news-worthy, anything, just please God, let Usha keep writing. That’s when the proclamation that my blog is cool, would get buried under, thus easing the pressure off me. Phew. A week into Jan and I was beginning to feel warm and cozy within my words.

4. Laks drops by seemingly very innocent and goes and says this about me:  “Often writes on things I was j-u-u-st about to write on! And often I go, “I wish I’d written that!”.

I thought she was accusing me of stealing her words, she politely concedes to “wavelength”. I agree for the only reason that we share the same name. Grudgingly accept the fact that all the Laks’ in the blogworld and outside are amazing large-hearted generous women and accept the award that has now has me buried under its tremendous generous challenging wings.

As I accept this new butterfly, I solemnly declare that am now frozen beyond recognition, action and repair. I abdicate all rights to be cool, and shall henceforth request that all to give me warm hugs and bring me back to this toasty kind green earth.

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Drama aside, thanks once again to all who tagged me with this butterfly, who called me/my blog awesome cool and stopped to want to acknowledge the person behind this space. Appreciate your words, attention and most importantly for becoming a part of my life. O btw, I touched 90 on google reader today, God sure help folks who read me! 🙂

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18 replies on “freezin’”
  1. says: gauri

    Interestingly, the award itself has gone through its own life-cycle on just your blog! And deservedly so.

    Very sweet, what you said – speaks more of you than anything else. And yes squirm I did 😛

    Thanks so much, rads 🙂

    -g

  2. says: rads

    gauri: You welcome, and I don’t just go giving awards out without the recipients deserving them rightfully! heh, am a strict mom, it overflows into my other roles too. 🙂

    Dinesh: Thank you 🙂

    Max: Rest assured, I don’t enjoy it either. Winter ought be winter. Cold. 😐
    Thanks Max 🙂

  3. says: Jyothy

    Well deserved awards for you.
    Congrats,Rads!!
    I really enjoy yuor blog and think its super cool.
    here is another invisible butterfly award from me.

  4. says: rads

    Vimal: 🙂

    Jyothy: Thanks for the invisible colorful butterfly. It’s folks like you who spoil me. Thanks dear girl 🙂

    La Vida: Of course and I brought a smile on? 🙂

  5. says: Usha

    yabba, what drama!
    If there was one blogger who could have retained her readership thru 40 days of graphs and diet charts it is you rads – and if that is not Cooooooool, what is!
    Thanks for the kind words. And I sincerely reciprocate the same feelings – may you keep writing these lovely, heart warming posts forever and ever.

  6. says: rads

    Usha: 😀
    You just being nice and all :p

    Praveen: lol, not a bad idea, so folks can check before they go ‘awarding’ me 😀

  7. says: Sands

    Congrats Rads. I shared your exact sentiments about summer & winter until I moved to the desert. Now though I hate the summers, the winters make me very happy 🙂

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