Eep!

There are a lot of awards that float around the blogosphere. Perfect Post, Thinking Blogger, Nice Blog, Rockin' Blogger Chick, Blogger Most Likely to Blog (ok, I made that last one up. But you get the idea). I never, ever get these awards. I don't even get nominated. Which is mostly ok, because I wouldn't be able to put the cool little buttons in my sidebar, anyway. But still, it's hard, sitting on the sidelines month after month, watching to cool kids fling around their fun tags.

Actually, it's very much like high school, now that I think of it. Always hanging on the outside of the cliques, but never quite making it into the inner circle. Embracing the outsider status and cultivating an attitude of being above it all as a way to cope.

All of which came crashing down around my ears, because I have to confess, I was inordinately pleased when Lady M awarded me a Power of Schmooze Award.

The definition of this award: Good schmoozers effortlessly weave their way in and out of the blogosphere, leaving friendly comments, happily making new friends along the way.

Ahem.

Not that I want to quibble with the loverly Lady M, but I have to confess, of all the awards out there, this would be the one I'd vote "Least Likely to Give to Kimberly." I mean, I'm flattered, and thrilled, and pleased, but also feel like a bit of a fraud. In the Breakfast Club of the Internet, I don't see myself as a Claire; I'm the Ally Sheedy character, uttering an alarmed "eep" at the prospect of interacting with my peers.

I mean, I do try to do be a generally positive force in the blogosphere (recent behaviour excepted), and follow the old axiom, if you can't find anything nice to say, don't say anything at all (again, this being the exception, not the norm). But I'd hardly call it effortless. I have to push myself to get out there, to raise my head and call attention to myself, to pull the hair back out of my face and let the cool kids see the person under the aloof facade. And I've been kicking myself for not doing a very good job of it, for not commenting enough, for lurking when I could just as easily pipe up and let you know I'm there.

So I'm going to try hard to earn this award after the fact, to feel like I deserve it. Because there's no way I'm giving it back.

The rules are as follows.

1) If you get the The Power of Schmooze Award, write a post with links that schmoozed you into submission.

I'm going to nominate Ann Adams and Eden for this award. Not because they schmoozed me--that honour I think goes to Kate, who has commented on at least 90% of the posts here, and become a good friend in the process. Ann and Eden get the nod for the way they schmooze on their own blogs. I'd be hard pressed to find to more supportive bloggers. They are always free with the linky love, and because they don't comment all the time, you know that when they do, the sentiment is genuine.

2) Link to this post and Mike so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme.

3) Optional: Proudly display the “Power of Schmooze Award” with a link to the post that you wrote.

Well, I would if I could, but like I said, I can't. Nothing personal, just the combination of not owning the space or having the technical knowhow. Bummer, because that shiny button sure would look cute.

Comments

Aw shucks ya know I only do it for blatant salespersonship (is that even a word).
Luv ya
K

Touchdown! Hooray for you!

Ya know, I JUST got updated w/ awards and stuff...

*overdramatic, audible sigh*

Thanks ;)

Schmoozy schmooze schmooze. Thanks for coming by to visit! :)

I didn't think your comments last week on the Funny Mom blog were of an Eep! nature nor were they funny, nice nor friendly. How do you consider yourself a "generally positive force in the blogosphere" when you attack others? Have you forgotten your comments?

"Embracing the outsider status and cultivating an attitude of being above it all as a way to cope." What hypocrisy.

Congratulations on your award.

I love Breakfast Club Ally Sheedy. That must be why we get along so well.

Did you read the whole post? The part where I said "recent behaviour excepted"? Did you not understand that that's what I'm talking about? Trust me, I've not forgotten my comments. Do I regret them? Hmmm...Well, I do regret acting like a bitch and sinking to the level of a Funny Mom type blog. But I do stand by what I said about her blog, so there's that too. Mostly, I've decided to just stick my fingers in my ears (or I guess cover my eyes would be a better metaphor) and pretend she doesn't exist. But yes, on my bitchiest, most judgemental day, I think I'm "nicer" than your average Sherry Davey post.

Thanks for coming out and commenting, though.

Wow. The humor emanating from FM and its minions... maybe the key to getting it is that you can have no real humor about anything else and that's what allows someone to find *that* funny.

It totally IS highschool! How teh awesome! Will there be a catfight in the bathroom at 3rd break?

I didn't think your comments last week on the Funny Mom blog were of an Eep nature nor were they funny,