Moving on as you do, and launching into the start of a new week, I've just noticed I still have to complete the Seven Links Project bequeathed me by Wylye Girl.
I was looking forward to this one before events overtook me last week. SO, let it be this week's Occupational Therapy.
Apparently all I have to do is list out my favourite posts in seven defined categories, then pass on the baton to three other blogs.
All passing readers have to do is get hankies ready as we go down memory lane, then duck in case I pass the baton on to them!
The first category is the most difficult - I have been asked to specify "My Most Beautiful Post". Now Cheesetown has its moments, and isn't completely unphotogenic, but I haven't been waxing lyrical about the place. Likewise there's been some beautiful photos of Ned and the Cherub thrown up here. But I've been asked for a beautiful post not a beautiful photo ...So I'm going to define beautiful post as being one with beautiful sentiments... hem...hem... well the sentiment of acceptance in "The photos are GREAT" is bittersweet if not strictly beautiful.
The second category, "My Most Popular" is sadly one of my most recent. The aftermath of Ned's death, spelled out in "The Drugs Don't Work" generated a lot of comments - which would be one way of ranking popularity. This "popularity" is obviously due to my readers being kind people who are concerned abut me rather than than sadists keen to watch the metaphorical car crash.
Category three is "My Most Controversial Post". Again I'm stretching definitions here, but I'm going to go with "For Gods Sake Don't Do a Post About Payroll, as it's the one most likely to get me fired if anyone from work were to read it.
Moving on to category four, I have to specify "My Most Helpful Post. Now since this blog came into being as a way of my metaphorically howling whilst nursing Wayne through terminal cancer, you would think that there would be lots more help for anyone else in the same situation. There isn't. This apology is the best example of helpful I can find.
The fifth category is "The Post Whose Success Surprised Me". After yet more lateral thinking, it was a toss up between Making Lemonade with Lemons, where I was just surprised anyone commented at all, and "I'd Rather Have an Easter Egg which I initially thought was too maudlin. (See what I did there? I cheated)
The sixth category is "The Post That Didn't Get The Attention It Deserved". In retrospect we have a clear winner in "Don't Read This if You Are Remotely Depressed"**. At the time I understood only that Ned's fits would get worse until they possibly couldn't be contolled any more. In the end he was done in by the ever increasing drugs he was taking to contol them. ** (Looking back, that's a good by line for this blog....)
The last category is "The Post That I'm Most Proud Of". I like Bruce and the Badlands. For all that it's a story about me racing Wayne back to the hospice as his condition had deteriorated, it has a germ of a good memory in that I was with him and we were back to the old jokes and arguments. It still makes me cry when I think back of going back to the empty car and the song we'd been listening to was still playing although Wayne had been admitted to the hospice.
Finally, assuming anyone has waded through the misery so far, I need to pass on the baton. This is difficult. Not least because, blogwise, I don't get out much. I tend to stick within a tight bloggy circle whose members have a disconcerting habit of ceasing to blog. There's a couple who have already done this meme. Add to this, that in a forthcoming update I will be nominating my favourite small blogs too. At this rate I shall be tagging random blogs which now you think of it might be an idea.
I have, therefore, come up with the totally brilliant and completely impartial wheeze of tagging the three most recent entries in my blogroll. At time of writing these are:-
Trish at Mums Gone To
Speccy at Me and Mine And Other Bits
and Gwen at Auntie Gwen's Diary
I was looking forward to this one before events overtook me last week. SO, let it be this week's Occupational Therapy.
Apparently all I have to do is list out my favourite posts in seven defined categories, then pass on the baton to three other blogs.
All passing readers have to do is get hankies ready as we go down memory lane, then duck in case I pass the baton on to them!
The first category is the most difficult - I have been asked to specify "My Most Beautiful Post". Now Cheesetown has its moments, and isn't completely unphotogenic, but I haven't been waxing lyrical about the place. Likewise there's been some beautiful photos of Ned and the Cherub thrown up here. But I've been asked for a beautiful post not a beautiful photo ...So I'm going to define beautiful post as being one with beautiful sentiments... hem...hem... well the sentiment of acceptance in "The photos are GREAT" is bittersweet if not strictly beautiful.
The second category, "My Most Popular" is sadly one of my most recent. The aftermath of Ned's death, spelled out in "The Drugs Don't Work" generated a lot of comments - which would be one way of ranking popularity. This "popularity" is obviously due to my readers being kind people who are concerned abut me rather than than sadists keen to watch the metaphorical car crash.
Category three is "My Most Controversial Post". Again I'm stretching definitions here, but I'm going to go with "For Gods Sake Don't Do a Post About Payroll, as it's the one most likely to get me fired if anyone from work were to read it.
Moving on to category four, I have to specify "My Most Helpful Post. Now since this blog came into being as a way of my metaphorically howling whilst nursing Wayne through terminal cancer, you would think that there would be lots more help for anyone else in the same situation. There isn't. This apology is the best example of helpful I can find.
The fifth category is "The Post Whose Success Surprised Me". After yet more lateral thinking, it was a toss up between Making Lemonade with Lemons, where I was just surprised anyone commented at all, and "I'd Rather Have an Easter Egg which I initially thought was too maudlin. (See what I did there? I cheated)
The sixth category is "The Post That Didn't Get The Attention It Deserved". In retrospect we have a clear winner in "Don't Read This if You Are Remotely Depressed"**. At the time I understood only that Ned's fits would get worse until they possibly couldn't be contolled any more. In the end he was done in by the ever increasing drugs he was taking to contol them. ** (Looking back, that's a good by line for this blog....)
The last category is "The Post That I'm Most Proud Of". I like Bruce and the Badlands. For all that it's a story about me racing Wayne back to the hospice as his condition had deteriorated, it has a germ of a good memory in that I was with him and we were back to the old jokes and arguments. It still makes me cry when I think back of going back to the empty car and the song we'd been listening to was still playing although Wayne had been admitted to the hospice.
Finally, assuming anyone has waded through the misery so far, I need to pass on the baton. This is difficult. Not least because, blogwise, I don't get out much. I tend to stick within a tight bloggy circle whose members have a disconcerting habit of ceasing to blog. There's a couple who have already done this meme. Add to this, that in a forthcoming update I will be nominating my favourite small blogs too. At this rate I shall be tagging random blogs which now you think of it might be an idea.
I have, therefore, come up with the totally brilliant and completely impartial wheeze of tagging the three most recent entries in my blogroll. At time of writing these are:-
Trish at Mums Gone To
Speccy at Me and Mine And Other Bits
and Gwen at Auntie Gwen's Diary
25 July 2011 at 11:44
Well I've now got two excuses for not doing any ironing today - a look through your old posts and a trudge through mine!!
25 July 2011 at 12:08
I'm glad you didn't tag me. I really don't have the time to read back through six years of drivel. I mean my blog, not yours.
25 July 2011 at 12:32
Trish - Glad to help with the ironing....so to speak.
Dave - Aha! but there's still the small blog tags to dole out...
25 July 2011 at 12:42
How very dare you. I haven't got a small blog.
25 July 2011 at 13:15
I remember many of these! So sad. Now I'm all maudlin again. But you still amaze me that even with all that stress and trauma you still retain the Macy sense of humour. :)
25 July 2011 at 14:19
Dave - Oh yes you do. And you'll have a meme tagged on you if you're not careful...
Ms Veg - Bless.. You're in danger of earning a long term reader award y'know...
25 July 2011 at 17:01
Scarlet's been talking again, hasn't she?
26 July 2011 at 08:39
That'll teach me to keep up with the blogs. I missed a few there, and one in particular where I may of been helpful.
Sx
Ha ha!! Poor Dave...
26 July 2011 at 10:08
Whew, missed the meme.
I don't think it's nice of you to comment on the size of Dave's blog.
You are breaking the Golden Rule that says we women have to constantly reasure men that it's the quality, not the quantity that counts.
Letting the sistah-hood down. Humpf.
27 July 2011 at 09:58
As a late comer I appreciated reading more about you even if it means I'm still in my nightie.
And what Dave said.
27 July 2011 at 21:25
I hadn't read Making Lemonade with Lemons. Good for you making a fuss and getting the books signed. I'd have done the same in your place.
28 July 2011 at 08:20
Scarlet - ~Hindsight!
Roses - Ha! There are other memes I need to catch up with...
Pat - Thank you! And what I said to Roses...
Nick - It was a first.. At that point, of course, it was unbelievable tht anyone was going to be dying
28 July 2011 at 08:20