7 at 12:25: Things to Know About Me and New Kreativ Blogs I Love

As promised, I am sitting in my writer’s chair thinking about those two 7-at-11-ish lists I need to publish. One needs to contain 7 things I remember about myself that are appropriate for public consumption. The second requires selecting a meager seven blogs — from my just-updated blogroll — to bestow this great honor upon.

7 Things…

Thing 1: I am nearly out of ice cream, which is my favorite summertime treat. This means a grocery-store run is in the cards for tomorrow.

Thing 2: My daughter thinks my favorite store is Meijer’s, which is my local has-everything store. While it’s convenient, I despise going there. Here’s why: I am there almost every day. My 40-year-old brain just doesn’t remember all the items that must make it into my cart; even when I have a list. That means repeat trips for one item, which then, of course, turns into more.

Thing 3: Favorite retail locations include DSW, Parisian, Lord & Taylor, Ann Taylor, Old Navy, Gap, Rochester, Mich., Village of Rochester HillsRoyal Oak, Birmingham, Partridge Creek, Ann Arbor, NYC, San Francisco, and New Hope, Penn. Shopping for fun stuff such as clothing, shoes, handbags and bling gives me a high like nothing else.

Thing 4: The rootbeer-flavored vodka in the fridge from Hard Luck Candy Vodka is giving me flashbacks to that Faygo Boat Song/TV ad; and riding the Boblo Boat for my dad’s company picnics back in the ’70s.

Photo credit: The Detroit Fly Blog, WordPress.com

Thing 5: My dad is a sailor. Before marriage and children, he purchased Veliero, a 32-foot Galaxy. He raced and cruised Veliero from Bayview Yacht Club until 2009 when he sold it at age 80. His love for spending breezy, sunny afternoons sailing the waters of the Great Lakes took hold of me before I learned to walk and talk. I was only 10 months old when he secured me to stern in my baby walker for a sailing trip to the Georgian Bay.

Thing 6: My maternal grandmother is a fourth cousin to Charlie Gehringer,  one of the greatest second basemen of all time and Detroit Tiger from 1924-1942.

Charlie Gehringer, Detroit Tigers
Photo credit: Wikipedia

Thing 7Guilty pleasures include watching ABC’s Once Upon a Time and Bravo’s Real Housewives of OC, NYC, and New Jersey; reading Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum/Wicked series; and playing Angry Bird.

Kreativ Blog Nominees

I must say I feel a bit like a player on Donald Trump‘s The Apprentice. Here I sit at his boardroom table. Friends and foes are on both teams.

Then the question from Mr. Trump himself:

Kate, who are your seven nominees and why?

All eyes are waiting for this list to post. If it’s bad and exclusive; I could be seeing ugly blog stats in the morning (and who wants that on a Friday?) and an exodus of followers. So, like The Apprentice players who stay in the game a while, I’m going dance around this question; and then waffle a little.

My list of nominees is…

to the right. See the section called, Blogroll. I nominate each and every blog listed for the Kreativ Blogger Award. So, I’m going to list new blogs I love that haven’t been added to the right, yet. Don’t worry. My blogroll will include them all — and probably more — for easy clicking soon enough.

The Detroit Fly

The IdentitySpecialist

Pearl’s twirl

Coeva, the novel

Sillyfrog’s Blog

ChocolatesandRaspberries

Crazy Cool Comics

orangespicedrop

memyselfandkids

Gin & Lemonade

All Write

Good People Find Good People

Well, here it is. As promised, I wanted to call your attention to my updated blogroll. It contains all the blogs I read on WordPress as well as some I picked up through my blogger site. Each of them is a fave. Subject matters vary as do the writing styles. But, there is one thing each has in common with the other: they are all damn good blogs written by good people.

During an interview for a newsletter I write and publish, the interviewee gave me a quote that replays on a continuous feed in my head, “Good people find good people.”

Don’t you agree? It’s okay if you do not. But, I can honestly say that each blog I sign on to follow is a true treasure to me. I believe in the connections blog communities foster and hope that all of you are finding/developing common threads with those visiting you.

In closing, I have more to say about good people finding good people. But, I will save those words for my post next Thursday. Be on the look out for some lines about the good people I call family, friends, teachers and neighbors.

Have a good night, morning, afternoon or evening wherever you happen to be.

My Thursday Morning Post and a Question Regarding Ageism

The Thursday morning post I promised with an updated blogroll is still in draft form. I’m not usually an advocate of excuses. But, I feel you deserve a reason for why it’s late.

So, here’s my excuse. Yesterday, I started making a list of all the amazing blogs I read; and the list is pretty long. To ensure I list every blog I follow and love, I am giving myself a pass on missing this deadline. Neither qauality nor quantity can be sacrificed here. You will see an updated blogroll along with a Thursday post before midnight Detroit time.

Also, here’s a funny to take the edge off your morning, afternoon, evening or night. After dropping off cookies for staff appreciation week at Issa’s school, I was sprinting back to my car. My thoughts were on making it to the post office and then home to walk my dog, Buddy. Another parent/grandparent comes driving into the parking. The man does a double-take upon seeing me, gets out of his car and asks me if I am a student. My daughter Issa is in second grade. Her school includes grades K-6.

Here’s my question. Would you take this question as a complement? At first, I was a bit miffed. But, then the positive side of my brain started to think that question through. I am short; I barely reach 5′ 2″. Then, the more I thought; the more I smiled. Not that I have any fear of ageism. I appreciate the wisdom gained as I knock another year. But, I didn’t feel it was such a bad thing to still be seen as youthful.

Here’s the kicker to this funny. My son, Riff, asks everyone, multiple times each day how old they are. I have been answering 25 each time he asks me. All he can do is giggle his infectious giggle and say, “No, mom. You’re 40.”

Here are some articles I found that relate well with this post. One new blog I’ve been following, which you can expect to see on my updated blogroll is 400 Days ‘Til 40. She definitely has a great outlook on life and about ageism.