But I am glad you did! Thanks Mr. V.
He says he gave it to me because he likes whoppers. Or I am a whopper, or maybe he said it was because I caught a big fish? Eh, no matter I am just glad I have it! Purty ain't it?
Okay, so I finally learned the rule of this award thing. I have to tell you seven things you don't know about me. Let's start with number one.....drum roll please!
1. I like strawberries but the acid in them burns my mouth.
2. I still don't own a bedazzler (probably for good reason) even though I ask for one every year,
3. I like footie pajamas (but don’t actually own any).
4. I love flip flops
(BUT you sooo have to make sure you have a pedicure…no… I mean it!)
5. I am vain about my hair.
Yes, I KNOW vanity is horrible and actually I wear my hair up almost every day. I need to get it colored but there it is….I like my hair to look nice and think I have good hair. Yet, I rarely wear make-up (and yes I need it) so maybe we all just have our….things.
This wasn’t seven things about me that are all good and wonderful…….was it?
6. I have a muffin top…what TMI?
I mean, I try to dress to reduce the obviousness of said top, but I can only do so much.
7. I want a puppy.
There you have it! Please come again! And thanks again Mr. V you ole cutie patootie!
This was all duded up back when. None of it is relevant at this point. Hence the nada you see now.
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Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Sleepy go night night!!
I don’t know what it is, but I do my best thinking at night.
Well that isn’t exactly true. I do my best “let me ponder the meaning of life” at night. Or rather anytime from like 2-6 am depending.
You could also call it my “let’s run through every regret, hurt, angst filled, unhappy moment of your life” pondering. You choose! It is all the same.
The thing is, when I am thinking about all of that Negative Nelly junk, I think of it in blog speak. How would I write about it, what would I say and how. Then, I finally fall back to sleep for however long, wake up later, and all of my thoughtful mental soliloquies are gone.
Or, if I am not being nocturnally introspective, I am having odd ball dreams incorporating gosh knows what with people I feel certain I have never seen before. That is not unusual. I think most people have odd dreams. The odd part is the dialogue; scenes etc. are set, reviewed and replayed as though I were reading a book.
It’s almost like a book on tape/cd. It is being read/thought/spoken instantaneously and my mind “sees” whatever it does just like I were reading a book and imagining what the author is trying to convey.
Whether dreaming or quasi awake, me thinks that having a ginormous cat/goat cat sleeping on my head is prolly not conducive to a good night’s rest. I’m just sayin’…………..
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