I'm not proud.

Okay, so here's the real deal. I've decided to ask for a vote. Yeah, I know. I PROMISED I wouldn't EVER do it again, but crap. I can't HELP myself.

I was so WOWED by the fact that over at Babble I was ranked in the top 50 Mommy bloggers. Then, when I was in the top TEN I almost had a heart attack. When I was 5? I had to find a cute cabana boy to give me mouth to mouth. (I'm keeping him around just in case.)

If you honestly DO like coming here and reading the crazy ramblings of a woman barely holding on to her sanity, and if you have enjoyed a laugh or two, I would appreciate a vote. Oh, and while you're there? There are other amazing writers you can vote for - I know you'll recognize their names.

If you decide not to vote, no worries. You can move on and I'll never know.

I was going to hold a hunger strike- but I thought it might be more brilliant to hold an EATING strike. And probably a lot more enjoyable. (I suffer enough.) I will eat a HUGE BOWL of Ben and Jerry's for every vote I get.

Wait.

Um.

Okay, I'll do it. But ONE of you people are going to have to run for me.