Put another dime in the jukebox, baby
Stephanie has sweetly pinned this bit o' bling on me. Note the Mattel Barbie pink. You know I have a Barbie-shaped hole in my soul. Thanks, Stephanie. I think this means a bottle of Sofia Rosé is in order this weekend.
The rules as I understand them require me to pay this forward, up to five times. And although everyone on my blogroll rocks, I'm going to go out on a limb for this one, and tag Dutch, of Sweet Juniper. Okay, granted, Dutch is not a girl. He is a stay-at-home dad, a devoted husband, a passionate writer, and a guy who is definitely (if sometimes reluctantly) in touch with his feminine side. In my view, that rocks. Like Kurt Cobain in a babydoll dress. I hope he will accept the honor in the spirit in which it is given.
I'm saving the other four badges for Chicago. It will be just like VH1's Rock of Love. Only without the motocross. Or the pole dancing. Or any kind of degradation, sleaze or skankiness whatsoever.
Well, maybeafter that bottle of Sofiajust a little pole dancing. Got a rockin' reputation to uphold, afterall.
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