This post is brought to you by The Estrogen Monster.

Look, I don't know what that image has to do with estrogen, but when I did a search on Google Images for estrogen, that's what came up.  Actually, my first search was estrogen monster, just to see what would pop up, but that just left me wondering what SafeSearch actually considered safe.  And now I have typed the word estrogen four times (I counted the last time I typed estrogen... so now five times), any readers who are of the male persuasion should be sufficiently terrified and probably have stopped reading by now.  If not, may God have mercy on your soul.

This is going to be the most random post ever.  From me, anyway.  I am super stressed about nothing in particular, so it is my right as a woman to blame it on hormones.  I have had the Mirena thing since Li'l Bit was a few months old, and my cycles have been all wonky since then... Scratch that.  My cycles have always, always been wonky, but this is a new kind of wonky because I go without a cycle for months at a time.  I know, you hate me a little for that.  That's fine.  Because right now, I don't care.  Frankly, I miss having PMS so I can blame stuff on it.  But actually, I think I still have all the hormonal crap without the actual period, so I don't know.  I'm banking on hormones for this mood in particular, though.

I am so talking to Eve when I get to heaven.

I don't want to blog about blogging, but I'm gonna just for a second.  You see, I was unplugged for almost two days.  (Is that the right way to say it?  Or was I supposed to say I went unplugged?  You know what?  I don't care.)  So when I went to my precious Google Reader, there were over 100 posts to read.  And I love to comment.  Yes, you read that correctly, I love to comment.  Not just get comments, but to give.  But knowing that there was not a chance that I was going to be able to comment on all the posts, I mostly just read.  And laughed.  And... skimmed.  Now, I know this really isn't a big deal, and most of you are sitting there saying, "It's just blogging," but it's my thing.  (And I thought about typing thang, but I don't know if that means something inappropriate and I've already talked about estrogen and my menstrual cycle, so I think I've reached my inappropriate quota.)  So anyway, I felt like a bad blogger.  Like, if your hobby is photography and you did a photo shoot with one of these:

Moving on.  In other randomness, I was so hoping the ladies' night out I went to would generate a post.  Alas, it was quite a delightful evening, and I didn't see anyone get drunk off their face, there weren't any catfights (although a couple of bidding wars did break out during the live auction), and I didn't do anything to humiliate myself.  I did have fun, though, and I'm really glad I went.  (No, I didn't dance like Elaine.  I didn't dance at all.  Baby steps, my friends.)

Oh.  Remember how I was all concerned about meeting neighbors?  Remember?  I was going to make cookies for them?  Well, I made cookies, but I chickened out on delivering them to my neighbors.  Instead, I put the cookies in little baggies with "Thanks for freezing to keep us safe!" on them and gave them to the folks who stand outside and direct car loop traffic at Big Sister's school.  I feel I made a good choice.

Remember how I won three blog giveaways?  You don't?  I don't care.  It turned into four.  I won a Jenny Bunny bracelet at lemon drop studio's blog.  Also, at the ladies' night out, I won a basket with some stuff.  And, I also won this:

That's right.  You can see my genius caption here, it is accompanying a picture from AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com. 

Does it stop there?  Why no, it does not!  Kim gave me this fancy schmancy award.  And you know what?  She gave it to me even though I cause her to use excessive exclamation points because I won't watch The Office.  It used to be that I just didn't want to add another show to my personal line-up, now it's just kind of fun.  So what blog do I feel, using Kim's description, dazzles the reader as their posts come alive with hysterical or thought-provoking words, images or ideas?  I can think of no one more deserving than Shell at Things I Can't Say.  Especially since she just had her first dance contest.  And especially since Nintendo needs to give her a copy of Just Dance for the next time she has one.

The Toy Box Years gave me a Beautiful Blogger (can I do that? like stars say they got "an Oscar" instead of always saying "an Academy award?), so I extend a big old THANK YOU to her.  With this award you're supposed to tell 7 things about yourself that people may not know, but considering a) I have already mentioned that I may be PMSing, and b) dude, this post, I think I'm covered... But I'm going to pass this along to my new friends The Honey B. Blog and Life's Recipe, and I'm also tossing this over to Leigh vs. Laundry because I love her 28 Days of Happiness.  That is beautiful.

So that's all, folks.  Peace out, Girl Scout.