Emily G gave me an "award". With awards like this who needs pain and suffering?
The Rules:
* Thank the person who gave you the award
* Post 10 honest facts about yourself
* Pass the award on to 7 others
Thank you, Emily, for this fine award. I truly don't deserve it.
TEN HONEST FACTS ABOUT ME (as opposed to the dishonest ones that I prefer, like I'm 5 foot, eight inches tall and 120 pounds.)
1. When we first began the homesteading adventure in Louisiana, I used to fix a big pot of hot oatmeal for a butcher pig we were raising whenever it was really cold out. It made her smile, which made me smile, and we both got a great start to the day, smiling across the steam.
2. I looked forward to Friday nights as a child because old Mrs. Pitzer always came to babysit, and we got to eat TV dinners (loved Salisbury steak especially) and watch "Tarzan." Oh, and "Tammy".
3. I once disobeyed my grandfather and went down to the railroad track to hunt for hobos. I had seen their campfires and empty food cans under the overpass and was simply dying for REAL adventure. Big mistake. If Granddaddy ain't happy, ain't NOBODY happy.
4. I used to sell stuff all by myself at the flea market every weekend when I was about ten. My uniform: a two-piece swimsuit, Keds, and a sailor hat. My friend in the first booth, the lady with the long black hair, loose skin, and no teeth, named me Lil Flea. I dutifully wrote "Lil Flea" across the brim of my sailor hat with black marker. It was Florida in the 60s/70s. What can I say?
5. I asked my husband if we could please live in a yurt, but he said, "No".
6. I adore giant gas ranges from the 40s and 50s. I asked my husband if I could get one, but he said, "No".
7. On our honeymoon, we spent one night in a roadside hotel called Granny Squirrel's. The exterior featured a huge, brighlty colored mural of squirrels. I asked Herb if we could go back for our 30th anniversary, but he said, "No." Do you see a pattern here?
8. When I was in high school I worried a lot about world peace. Kidding! I worried about keeping a good tan. Sometimes I had to skip school to maintain it.
9. When I was about 4, my dad had a dinner guest over. I have been told that I looked him over carefully across the dining room table and then told him, "You're bald-headed, and you have big ears, too".
10. I fell out of my parents Piper Pacer airplane when I was really little. That explains 1-9. OK, the plane was on the ground, but still. . .
The Rules:
* Thank the person who gave you the award
* Post 10 honest facts about yourself
* Pass the award on to 7 others
Thank you, Emily, for this fine award. I truly don't deserve it.
TEN HONEST FACTS ABOUT ME (as opposed to the dishonest ones that I prefer, like I'm 5 foot, eight inches tall and 120 pounds.)
1. When we first began the homesteading adventure in Louisiana, I used to fix a big pot of hot oatmeal for a butcher pig we were raising whenever it was really cold out. It made her smile, which made me smile, and we both got a great start to the day, smiling across the steam.
2. I looked forward to Friday nights as a child because old Mrs. Pitzer always came to babysit, and we got to eat TV dinners (loved Salisbury steak especially) and watch "Tarzan." Oh, and "Tammy".
3. I once disobeyed my grandfather and went down to the railroad track to hunt for hobos. I had seen their campfires and empty food cans under the overpass and was simply dying for REAL adventure. Big mistake. If Granddaddy ain't happy, ain't NOBODY happy.
4. I used to sell stuff all by myself at the flea market every weekend when I was about ten. My uniform: a two-piece swimsuit, Keds, and a sailor hat. My friend in the first booth, the lady with the long black hair, loose skin, and no teeth, named me Lil Flea. I dutifully wrote "Lil Flea" across the brim of my sailor hat with black marker. It was Florida in the 60s/70s. What can I say?
5. I asked my husband if we could please live in a yurt, but he said, "No".
6. I adore giant gas ranges from the 40s and 50s. I asked my husband if I could get one, but he said, "No".
7. On our honeymoon, we spent one night in a roadside hotel called Granny Squirrel's. The exterior featured a huge, brighlty colored mural of squirrels. I asked Herb if we could go back for our 30th anniversary, but he said, "No." Do you see a pattern here?
8. When I was in high school I worried a lot about world peace. Kidding! I worried about keeping a good tan. Sometimes I had to skip school to maintain it.
9. When I was about 4, my dad had a dinner guest over. I have been told that I looked him over carefully across the dining room table and then told him, "You're bald-headed, and you have big ears, too".
10. I fell out of my parents Piper Pacer airplane when I was really little. That explains 1-9. OK, the plane was on the ground, but still. . .
I tag Cajun Cottage and Fotofule.
3 comments:
Well, I think I said you didn't have to accept it...but your facts were very amusing anyway.
OH, Emily, I had great fun doing it! I really needed it after all the sad stuff that I've been writing about.
Actually, I thought of several more after I posted the first ten!
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