Wow. I received an award! Known as the Smoking Typewriter Award, my friend WhoSheShe bestowed this upon me! She’s the writer I wish I could be ~ she often says what I struggle every day to get out in a coherent form... Thanks woman!
Here are the rules:

• Post the picture of the award (Got it!)
• Link back to the blogger who awarded me (Ay-uh)
• Google my name and share the results (With an unusual name, I expected this to produce something a bit more interesting, but no. So I changed this up just a bit and googled "Whenever Nell..." instead of just my name.)
• Share the love (Make your own spin on this if you like!)

1 - Whenever Nell went to visit her mother, she took the road that went into the village, and then turned and followed it south, towards the farmlands that filled the middle of Caragale and fed the capital. (I was never very good at following directions...)

2 - Whenever Nell stopped talking with an inside voice - which is more often than not - I felt like someone was just running their fingernails down a chalkboard. (Oh, that's nice.)

3 - How does Satam love so happily, whenever Nell judges the noisy onion very strangely? (Must ponder these noisy onions.)

4 - Whenever Nell's clothes got too small for her, Harv would pitch them into the deke bin and then have the M.C. make new ones. (Ha,ha, ha. Too small!)

5 - And whenever Nell stopped the duck, she planted herself on her belly, like you see Border Collie's do when herding sheep. (Yep. Control freak. That's me.)

So. There you go. I’m tagging some wonderful women and hope you’ll visit them too.

Cid

Natasha

Dysfunctional Housewife

Sunset Zaguán

Carsick in Kennebec