I'd like to thank the Hollywood Foreign Press...

When my sister and I realized on this past Saturday that we wouldn't be able to watch the Golden Globes together on Sunday we hatched a plot for her to "DVR" them and we would get together tonight and watch them, cleverly being able to fast forward through the commercials and boring bits. We are so wikked smaht.  Also, we got a chance to eat fattening food and drink wine.  Two bottles worth no less!  (So if this appears a bit smudgy....well, I'm drunk.)  (Tee-hee.)

It occurred to me as I was driving home...  (Oh, maybe I should amend that "I'm drunk"  bit since I then drove home....eh.  She lives, like, two minutes from me...)  So.  It occurred to me tonight, while listening to all the Thank You speeches of the all and mighty powerful Hollywood elite, that I'd like to make my own thank you speech.  I mean, how often do we, the huddled (non-famous) masses get to really say thank you to those in our lives that have made a difference?  Maybe it's just me, but I'm not really getting a lot of opportunities on a televised scale to let the world know who has made me, well, me.

So. Without further ado, I would like to recognize the following people.  Without which, I wouldn't be the woman I am today...

First off - my Dad.  A greater man has never lived as far as I'm concerned.  Oh, sure - he has his faults.  A bit broad in calling other people "Horse's asses", but truly, a person this world is the better for because of his living in it. 

My Mom. I know we were together much too short a time. But through my memories, and the memories of Dad and your sisters...I know you. I miss you. I hope you are proud of me.

To TNC (my stepmom - though she lost that title long ago).  A woman who helped me to live again after my Mom died. A person who is - and she'll know how important this is - a good egg.

My siblings.  Thank you for steering me right and showing me when I was wrong.  To the girls - you have shown me the joy of having sisters in every sense of the word.  To my brothers - you've shown me what it looks like to be there - for your sisters and as the wonderful husbands and fathers you have all become.

The Mr. What can I say?  You have shown me the true meaning of partnership.  We've had ups and downs - but I can't imagine my life without you.  And I don't want to.  We have two amazing, wonderful kids.  I can't wait to see what the rest of the years together hold for us.

To the many amazing teachers I've had.  You are part of the reason I feel I am capable of being out here and writing what I feel.  I know Mr. Roland would be lamenting over my grammer...but I will never forget what you taught me.  I thank you for giving your time.

And to you.  My blogosphere friends.  To those of you who knew me under a different header and stayed with me and supported me by still being with me when I had to start anew.  In its way, it was one of the harder things I've had to do in the past couple of years.  Give up that recognition and become anonymous.  You have no idea how much I value your continued presence.

Uh-oh...they're playing me off....those bastards with their violins.  I'd also like to thank my musical directors: Simon LeBon, Robert Smith, Michael Stipe....um, that guy from Depeche Mode...Sinead O'Conner...

Oh, damn.  They've gone to commercial.