Vivian Gilbert Zabel presented me with The Honest Scrap Award. Ironically, I used to run a Web site called Scraps & Scribbles. (Gotta love the Wayback Machine!) According to Vivian Zabel at Brain Cells & Bubble Wrap:
Scrap means left overs, fragments, discarded material, and many times truth and honesty is discarded material, considered fragments and left over. So, we need to tell it like it is, and let the scraps fall where they will.
Honorees are to first list 10 honest things about ourselves - and make it interesting, even if we have to dig deep! Second, we are to pass the award on to 7 bloggers we feel embody the spirit of the Honest Scrap.
Ten Honest Things
- I have said, "I hate your guts" to my daughter - and meant it. For about five minutes.
- I'm lazy. But I still contend it's not necessity that is the mother of invention, but laziness. We lazy folks can be very inventive in our shortcuts.
- I'm impatient. And I still can't keep "that look" off my face. You know, the one my mom was referring to when she said, "and don't let me catch you with that look on your face, young lady!"
- I don't ever mean to hurt anyone's feelings. Sometimes I do, by mistake. (If I've ever hurt yours, I'm truly - honestly - sorry.)
- I'm not really a "people person." I just play one on the Internet.
- I'm forgetful. I remember my kids' birthdays, and my husband's - usually. I'd forget my own, if people didn't keep asking me, "What do you want for your birthday?" Hmm...what do I want? How about a reprieve?
- I have Postal Disorder. (No, that doesn't mean I have a short fuse and a gun - it means I can't ever seem to actually drop anything into a mail slot, and God help me if it involves going to the Post Office. If I need something mailed, I have to give it to my husband.)
- I'm not very good at following directions. But guess what I write for a living? Yep, you guessed it: Directions.
- I have a very low boredom threshold. If I had a factory job, I'd probably cut my arm off with a blunt object by accident, simply because my mind had wandered halfway around the world. Worst job I ever had: Shelving books at a university library. OMG. After three hours of that, I couldn't count or recite the alphabet - and I didn't care. You'd find me curled up on the concrete floor between the stacks, reading a good book.
- I tried to open my office door with the battery-operated key to my Honda, the other day. Did I mention I could be absent-minded?
Seven Bloggers Deserving of the Honest Scrap Award
- Dead Rats in My Freezer at http://deadratsinmyfreezer.tumblr.com/
- Home Is Where The Cars Parked at http://homeiswherethecarsparked.com/
- My terrene reality at http://terrenereality.blogspot.com/
- La Vida Es Un Sueno at http://suenogrande.blogspot.com/
- June Cleaver Nirvana at http://www.junecleavernirvana.com/
- Redzilla Attacks at http://redzilla.vox.com/
- War, Peace, Tolerance and Our Soldiers at http://warpeacetolerance.blogspot.com/
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