It’s Week 2 of Fancy Introductions before Introducing heads back over to Mother’s Always Right. Although, I have to say, I’ve enjoyed this nail-breaking work so much, I might consider doing it now and again from here on out. I mean, I’ve found some really lovely blogs and had quite a few chuckles in the last couple weeks.
That said, part of me has been beside myself, racked with guilt. I would love to Introduce everyone who came by to say, “hi!” but I can’t. The rule is 3. Molly said so. You know how she likes to be—no I won’t say it. And then there were the angry cries of disbelief: “What!! You didn’t pick me?” cried Mrs. Tuna. Mrs. Tuna, are you serious? You were one of the first to come see me. I have looked up to you. I consider you a proper, grown-up blog. Bloglet Fancy here introducing you? Well that would be like asking one of my toddlers how to go poo poo in the potty. It just doesn’t seem right. Even if your first post included a recipe for Fancy Schmancy Salmon. (That’s a little prescient, don’t you think?)
Anyhoo, back to this week’s fresh faces. Tales from Windmill Fields is my first pick, mostly because we have so much in common. She’s married to a man whose native tongue isn’t English? Fancy is too! Her family is bilingual? The Fancies also swear in two languages! She’s an expat? Um, hi, Fancy The Expat, right here. Even down to the fact that the poor girl is recovering from a nasty pneumonia. Fancy was just sucking down antibiotics not that long ago. But I did find one big difference. On my Listography, I said I wanted to get jiggy with Elmo’s Dad, Louie. Windmill chose an evangelical gay man. That’s a little weird. But I’m looking at the big picture here. So she’s in.
Number two? Flowers Fairies and Fairy Cakes. Okay, there are a lot of “F’s” going on here, which Frau Fancy can relate to. She’s living the
nightmare dream as a former Londonite working at the BBC who is now raising two children, a husband and some chickens in the rural countryside. I am generally continent, but I did pee myself just a bit reading about her near brush with death while trying to collect eggs from her mad, mad hens. Thank God she had the good sense to send her 4 year-old alone into that coop and save herself for another blogging day.
And then there is our final member of this week’s chosen three. You know, there is a danger when you are Fancy that you lose your integrity. Yep, Fancy has none. Not a drop. It is absolutely, 100% true that Fancy can be bought. Or bribed. Actually, just be nice to me and I’ll do almost anything for you. It’s my inherent need to please. So you can imagine that awarding me a Kreative Blogger award in a direct attempt to butter this Fancy bread worked a charm. Meet Claire at Grumpinator- The Wean Machine. She’s a primary school teacher and a wedding singer. When she’s not covered in chalk or doing the Hokey Pokey, she goes all crazy “good” on us bloggers and starts a new meme called, “Random Acts of Kindness.” If you visit her on a Thursday, you can link up with nice things that either happened to you or you did for someone else. Like letting your Nanny go home an hour early or something.
With that, I send you all scurrying back to Mother’s Always Right. I’ve still got a few really great new blogs sitting in the wings though that I think I’ll toss in here and there, so stay tuned. I could make it my Random Act of Kindness, couldn’t I?