I’m thinking we need some awards. :)
Apparently, I’m versatile and sweet, according to two awards I received from the amazing KLo. She's sweet, funny, and a profoundly talented writer. If you haven't stopped by her blog, please do so when you get a chance--you won't be disappointed.
So, here are the rules:
- Thank the blogger who gave you the award (see above)
- Reveal 7 random facts about yourself:
--Dishes ritual: Okay, I know I’ve told you about my peculiar enjoyment of washing dishes. Yeah, I can’t explain it either. Anyway, I have this football (well, sports in general) ritual…or habit….whatever. When my teams are tickin’ me off, I’ll head to the kitchen, turn on the game (yes, there is a t.v. in the kitchen—missing any part of the game is not an option), and start washing. I do this for two main reasons: 1. I’m ticked and need to keep busy, and 2. for some bizarre reason, I find if I do the dishes when they’re sucking it up, they seem to come to life and start scoring. Go figure.
--The only way I can stop hiccupping is if I drink water backwards (bend over, drink from opposite side o’the glass). And the only way this is not a disaster is if I use a short, squat glass, which I learned when a tall plastic cup splashed water up my nose upon random hiccup while bent over trying to stop said hideous hiccups.
--I absolutely loathe when my feet get wet, apart from showering, of course. If I’m wearing sandals, step in a puddle, and my feet get wet, it’s all I can do to keep from grabbing a Kleenex and start drying them off in front of everybody. Ewy. And if I’m wearing socks around the house and step in something wet (like a melted ice cube in the kitchen, thanks to my fridge’s overactive ice maker)…double ewy.
--Fruit snacks are the best. I love ’em and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I have no shame grabbing boxes of Disney princess fruit snacks, Scooby, Alvin and the Chipmunks, you name it, and tossing them in my grocery cart.
--I’m not much of a bread eater. If I do eat bread, I like it on the side. I don’t like how some places plop it smack dab on top of the food on my plate. I mean, it gets soaked in the food juices or gravy and goes all soggy and the flavor is completely different—it turns to blah, wet bread. Then, I find little bits of soggy bread in my meal. Not appealing.
--Confession: I love Ice Road Truckers and Top Shot (hosted by Colby Donaldson, one of my very favorite Survivor contestants).
--I have a tendency to get lost in Home Depot. It’s not like finding the handbag section in some air-conditioned department store (can do that in under 60 seconds). Home Depot is hot, big, a little intimidating, and it mocks me. I usually end up weaving in and out of those freakishly tall shelves crammed with spooky-looking gadgets that make absolutely zero sense to me until I manage to find my way out or someone asks if they can help me find something...like the exit.
- Give the award to 7 fellow bloggers (because there are two awards, I'm doubling that number and adding an extra...because I'm rubbish at singling people out--everybody deserves them).