It’s official: I think.
Aargh. I hate it when I get tagged, and I think, “Oooh, I’ll jump right on that!” then two weeks, or two months later, I still haven’t done anything with it.
This one is a mite embarrassing. It’s the “Thinking Blogger Award.” Does that mean that the tagger (the always-pleasant and crafty Southern Girl at Heart) thinks I think? Or that I make her think? I’m not sure. Whichever, she bestowed it upon me two weeks ago. Thank you, dear Kiva, both for the award, and for your patience for my response.
As I mentioned to her, though, it seems like all the posts that I pour my heart and brain into get soundly ignored, while all my silly ones get readers and comments forever. Ah, well. Keeps me humble. That is, until I get an award. 😀
I will tag/award those bloggers who compel me to think. They are those with whom I don’t always agree, but whose blogs I enjoy, learn from, and appreciate. These bloggers manage to be on the edge without being imflammatory. Usually.
- my Uncle Steve, at Careful Thought. He writes on Christianity, politics, the military and science.
- Tammy at Just Enough, a thoughtful homeschooler, whose reasonable attitude and solid prose makes her blog regular reading.
- Michael, the (un)relaxed dad, a Briton whose insightful take on parenting, his humor, and taste in music makes him interesting and a good read.
- Daja, of the Gombojav Tribe. Her unabashed exuberance for her motherhood, her wifehood, her Christianity, her history, her purpose, all of it, really makes me pause and remind myself not to be so apologetic about who I am.