I'm not Welsh-American (i.e., someone born in the United States of Welsh heritage) or even Welsh American (i.e., an American citizen born in Wales), but somehow I've taken the prize for best Welsh-American Blog according to the Welsh Blog Awards.
You'll note that this is the first time the Welsh Blog Awards have been mentioned here. This is because I have a problem with the concept of blog awards. I think they are ridiculous, but I'm not 100-percent sure why. I think it partially has something to do with the personal nature of blogs, or, at least my blog. I just write a bunch of nonsense that comes to my head, which more or less reflects how I feel at the particular time of writing. If you like it, rock on. If you don't like it, I guess that's OK, too. But if you like me/my blog simply because someone else does, you're an ass.
Having said that, though, my self-righteousness crumbles if I am the recipient of such ridiculous praise. I am even willing to ignore the fact that I have won a prize for which I am blatantly unqualified. Accolades are accolades, bitches, and I am a shallow man. I'll take what I can get. If I had won a prize for being the Best Black Vegan One-Legged Veteran Blogger Living In Mandan, ND, I'd be displaying the graphic for that, as well.
My Welsh blog took the prize for Best Welsh-Learner Blog.
Annie, meanwhile, won the prizes for Best Blog, Best Personal Blog, Best Humour Blog (I came in second in that one) and Best-Looking Blog. To my knowledge neither of us gets any sort of actual prize beyond the right to feel special about ourselves for a year.