Elleana and Friends

Way back a year and some months ago when I was younger than I am now I began this blog. My wife blabbed about it to my daughter and my daughter sent out a loving and darling email to the family that said something like: "Oh my God! Dad is writing a blog. My technologically inept Dad who thinks cell phones were invented on Star Trek is actually writing a blog!....."

One would think, after that moving tribute, that she would be an avid follower devouring every entry and would daily be gasping for more. So imagine my surprise when she casually mentioned the other day that she would like the address of my blog. It seems that with the vagaries of life that my blog URL slipped away about...."Oh, I don't know -- a year or so ago."

Elleana, that is the kids' name, mentioned this in front of a group of her friends -- and they all chimed in. "Yes, yes. Send your blog to us too. We want to read."

Now what am I going to do? This entry -- this one right here -- will be the first entry that Elleana and Friends will read. I only have one choice -- and that is to cheat. Most of you already know Elleana because I have written much about her here. But Elleana doesn't know Elleana because she hasn't read it. So with apologies to by Blog Family I am going to do the linkaroo thing to selected blogs what may have won many awards if anyone had read them. This is primarily for Elleana and Friends but you can hitch a ride too. In fact I would sort of like your company.

In The Piccolautist I point to the one thing that I think influenced my daughter's burgeoning music career more than anything else. It also reveals who she was before she became a Boss and Mover and Shaker.

In spite of who they are, both of my kids have actually done remarkable things. Sometime last year I was irked at Elleana about some silliness and I figured out real quickly how to become un-irked, and that was by recalling that Remarkable Letter she wrote many years ago. You too will be amazed.

Sometimes being a father is bittersweet. Happy sad. Every father experiences this. You just can't get around it. This particular treatise was actually written a few years ago after an encounter with my daughter. I think I got it right in Dinner With My Daughter.

Now enough about the kid. For the Friends of Elleana I offer the following entries which seems to have stirred some interest among my little corner of the Blogger Community. These entries have won Accolades and Awards and....hold on a second. My wife asks, "What accolades and awards?" Oh. The silent, invisible ones. These entries have won the prestigious Silent and Invisible Accolades and Awards.

For the sake of bringing forth little known historical events, I present The Marriage Proposal and Le Roi Est Mort. I do this as a public service without pay for the edification of Blog Peoples.

And now my favorite blog entries, whether you agree or not: Ink Wells and Butter Churning, Desert Musings, and The Clasp.

So this My Cheating Blog Entry. If you have waded all the way through this and deign to leave a comment, you can take the opportunity to instruct Elleana on the finer points of Dad Appreciation and explain what a Technological Marvel I am.