In Which Chicken Wins an Oscar

Ha, Got you again, World,

But I promise on Pinocchio’s nose I will not keep misleading you like that.  Because, eventually, you will wise up.  Hopefully, by that time you will be addicted and I won’t need the misleading post titles to convince you to Click That Link.  Annnndddd Welcome to CLICK THAT LINK!  Tonight’s celebrity hosts are…..

Not sure where I was going with that because when I sat down I had something completely different in mind, but I am definitely reusing that one.  That is a potential great post.

ahhh. But anyway.  Last night I got a comment from Lucky Punk, who’s posts flow like a lazy river.  And she said that SHE was awarding ME with a Beautiful Blogger award.  Imagine that! It looks like this:

It’s sort of like a certification.  It sort of makes me a real blogger.  At least, this is my perception.  Pearl Annabelle Lafleur is so proud that she says she is sprouting peacock feathers.  She is throwing me a Cajun Celebration later this week and you all are invited.  There will be fiddlin’ of course, and the Neville brothers are going to make an appearance.  I can’t wait.
World, this is going to be a long post.  I will try to edit tomorrow when I am not so giddy.  This often results in a post half the length.  If you haven’t the strength right now, come back later.  I don’t mind a bit.  In fact, it will probably reflect better on me if you did.
Anyway, there are rules involved and in my usual scattered way I skimmed over them.  What I got was 1, 7, 5.
Thank the giver.  Reveal 7 things about yourself. Pass it on to five bloggers you admire.
Lucky Punk,  I know I’ve been thanking you all over the place but let me make it official.  Thank you for reading my blog and for thinking of me.  I joke, but I am very flattered.
7 Things You Do Not Know About Chicken (or maybe you do but don’t spoil it for the rest, ok?)
1.  I’ve been secretive because Stalkers.  Scary.  But just this once, because I know people kind of want to put a real face to the name, this is me:
That’s an atrocious lie.  Here I am:
2.  I’m a little odd.  I didn’t truly understand this until I once described someone else as being a “bit odd” in a work meeting and my boss’s boss snorted, then kinda laughed/coughed.  Then I laughed, too.  Because. Well, the evidence is certainly there.  So what?  I’m odd in a fun way and the World needs a little bit more of that (in my odd opinion).
3.  When I was little, besides being an Indian, which you may have already read, I wanted to be a Cub Scout.  I had no use for the Brownies.  Stupid name, that. Who wouldn’t rather be a cute little wild animal than a sweet concoction? 
4.  I know the Gettysburg Address by heart and given half a chance I will recite it because I love every single word and Abe, I think you rock.  Now, I have also become very fond of General Patton’s speech to the third army, and I am working on that one. 
5.  I played Little League when it wasn’t usual for a girl to do that.  I could not compete with the Hamel twins because they could actually connect the bat to the ball, but I was very good in the field and God, I loved the uniform.
6.  You may have read that I played trumpet, but I also played the oboe.  And attended band camp, for real, for, like, seven years.  Oh the stories I’ve yet to tell about band camp (totally sniffing my armpits right now and I hope you get that because otherwise it is a really weird statement.  Oh God, I can hear the snort/laugh/cough in my head right now).
7.  If I could be anything I wanted for just 24 hours, I would be a boy.  A really good looking one with a lot of, uh, testosterone.  Afterwards, I would consider myself well rounded. 
Well, that’s that.  Now ON TO THE AWARDS.  On to you Pearl:
Well, Chicken, first up on our Roster is Four Dinners because he was the first blogger to become our bloggy pal and has been supportive ever since.  Let’s hear it for Four Dinners (raucous applause and catcalls are required for the lovely and charming Four Dinners).
Second up is Stolen Sentiments aka Musical Musings because she reminds us of the cutest, most playful puppy you’ve ever seen, always leaving the greatest comments and once she left us a Fiesta, people, which charmed the socks off us.
Third would be Mrs. P from Quilting In My Pyjamas because we think she may be Chicken’s female soul mate.  She’s probably received a BB award before but we hope she doesn’t mind receiving another.
Fourth is Joann from Laundry Hurts My Feelings because she cracks us up and we have the same taste in rockstars.  She has also, I’m sure, received this award but we couldn’t help it.  Laughter wins. 
Fifth is Becca from Neurotic Girl because we are pretty sure she could care less about any award and we are busting her beans.  We love her witticisms and stories, and in extension, we love her stalker, D. 
Wow, I think I followed all the rules for the first time ever and now I am off to warn the unwary (I almost forgot that one).  Thanks again you Lucky Punk. 
Chicken out
And don’t forget the Chicken.  The one Crossing the Road.  Click THAT Link, and you shall get lucky.  In a totally virtual sense.

  15 comments for “In Which Chicken Wins an Oscar

  1. Dalia B.
    March 26, 2010 at 9:23 am

    Stalker is here!

    I don't even have the words to thank the jury for this indirect award.
    It's such an honor!
    This couldn't have been the same without my family & friend's support.
    A special thanks I owe to BeccaGo, my favorite Neurotic Girl, for giving my stalker soul a place in her blog!

    Thank you, thank you, thank you!


    P.S. I must say you're a good looking chicken! 🙂


  2. March 26, 2010 at 11:07 am

    Just woke up to an award! Thanks you so much! And I do NOT have a Beautiful Blogger award. So, you like me, you really like me!

    I have a very special important post today to write. It probably won't be out there until mid-afternoon, and I have a rule I don't post an award until I can give full credit for it, so Saturday. Unless someone needs my dire attention, Saturday I will amble on over and collect my award.

    Thanks again Chicken. I'm going to have a special song dedication for you on Saturday. Oh, and you look an awful lot like Patricia Arquette in her thinner, younger years.


  3. March 26, 2010 at 1:31 pm

    Dalia…is that really you? Have you been here all along? I'm glad you like your/Becca's award. I hope you are wearing a suitable outfit in which to accept the award.

    Joann-I can't wait to read the next post! And you know something, I get that about Patricia Arquette ALL the time. So it must be true. And how coincidental is it that she is a medium, or at least plays one on t.v., hmmmm?


  4. Anonymous
    March 26, 2010 at 2:05 pm

    Golden Chicken,
    Kudos on your award – this is a great place to come and have some kicks for a while.
    As for your pic, as I sing, “You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright..”. AS for being odd, it's what makes life interesting. Anyone can be normal. As for playing Little League, one of my sisters was the first girl in our town to play LL and she rates in my book. And as for band camp, all I can say is that I expect the next Chicken Crossing the Road to link to Nickelback's “I Wanna Be a Rockstar”. Keep us rollin' in the aisles.
    The Boss


  5. March 26, 2010 at 4:34 pm

    OMG, Chicken, I played the oboe, too! And of course went to band camp, a requisite part of being in the marching band. It's like we were meant to be blog friends.


  6. March 26, 2010 at 5:26 pm

    Thanks, Chicken!!! You charmed the pants off of me, too! I think it was your love for the Surple Lexus that won me over.

    You got another one of these lovely awards back at my place – because I couldn't not!!


  7. March 26, 2010 at 6:11 pm

    Lucky Punk-I know, it's like we were meant to meet in the blogosphere!

    SS-awww you shouldn't have. Thanks. I'm gonna give it a couple days because I want to find some brand new bloggers, though. NOW, since you have two are you going to have to do it twice? Or can we sorta cheat and just post it?


  8. March 27, 2010 at 10:17 am

    I'm late getting to this party because I've been doing important world changing stuff like washing socks and and cleaning my house for the first time in weeks. Apparently that's dog hair in our hallway – not shag pile carpet…who knew?

    But my thanks is very very sincere all the same. I'm honoured by this award. Thank you for thinking of me. I think you're pretty darn fabulous yourself Chicken.

    And the first thought that popped into my mind when I saw your picture …Cybil Shephard look a like. That Patricia Arquette has weird fang teeth and as far as I can see you dont. (Wow I hope she doesnt google herself and get upset about the fang teeth comment. Or that you dont – if you do happen to have fang teeth. Chicken dont have teeth do they. Isn't that why they say “Rare as Hen's teeth”)

    I'm just off to brag …err I mean post on my blog and try to find 7 things I can share that won't disgust people.

    Thanks again Your Chicken-ness.


  9. March 27, 2010 at 11:30 am

    “That's dog hair in our hallway-not shag pile carpet” mwah ha ha. You are so funny. No fang teeth as of yet. You are right, though, she does have those. In fact, I've been seeing that more and more and I've been wondering if there is a teeth-sharpening trend out there that I missed hearing about. Like an extra service your dentist can provide for you. With all the Trueblood/Twilight frenzy, I wouldn't be surprised.


  10. March 27, 2010 at 11:44 am

    Google “teeth sharpening ” and prepare to wet your pants.


  11. March 27, 2010 at 12:26 pm


    I haven't forgotten you. It just took me all day to write my ding-dang post yesterday and I want to leave it up for at least a day.

    And Patricia Arquette was lovely as a young actress. I definitely see a Cybil Shepherd thing, too, before the filmy lens.


  12. March 27, 2010 at 2:15 pm

    Mrs. P-going!
    Joann-I'm sure it did take you all day. It was a great post and probably a bit of an emotional drain. My gosh. You should take a day off. Never got the Cybil Shepherd reference before but I did love “Moonlighting”


  13. Anonymous
    March 28, 2010 at 9:00 pm

    Congrats Chicken! I was looking and looking and looking for your next post, but I missed the update. I'm now playing catch up. Almost caught up.



  14. March 29, 2010 at 9:36 am

    Due to the fires of hell being in full flame around my nether regions I can't sit down to type – hence my prolonged absense from blogland. Once I can sit comfortably again – the surgeon had said two days (as we enter day six) I am hopeful it will be this millenium – I will resume blogging like a questionable virus again.

    In the meantime, thank you for my award. I will now go and lie down again. Not on my back I hasten to add.

    4D x


  15. March 29, 2010 at 9:20 pm

    Aw, Dinners. I was hoping you were feeling better. So now I take it your test has been delayed and we will have to wait even longer for your posts and comments. Shoot. Heal fast!!!!


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