Honest Scrap

I was awarded the Honest Scrap award by kbreints.

The rules for this award:

Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Show the winners names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Scrap.” There’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.

List at least 10 honest things about yourself.

1. I’m afraid of yeast.

2. Not like “Ahh, the yeast! It’s going to get me!”

3. But more like, “dang, I’m going to make this and it won’t rise and I will have wasted all this time and effort and ingredients and I STILL won’t have bread.”

4. The bread machine did not help in this matter one iota.

5. Iota is a weird word.

6. I turn people’s toilet paper over when it’s put on the roll wrong.

7. And by wrong, I mean pulling from under.

8. It should be over the top.

9. It’s a tough crusade, but I’m on it.

10. It makes me mad when I’m in a public restroom and cannot change the roll.

I may have cheated…on honest scrap. Seriously people, I couldn’t come up with 10 things, please do not tag me for those 25 lists. I can’t handle the pressure.

And now, I give you my seven blogs that I nominate. Except I don’t, because I’m a cheater, but also because everyone who I read is great. Or I wouldn’t read them. And actually, the thing is that if I nominate them and then they don’t do it, or they already did it, it becomes awkward when I show up at their door step and am like, “hey didn’t you want to put my award up on your mantle?” And they’re all “yeah, we diiiiid, but it didn’t match the curtains, so we’re keeping it in the basement with the mice.” Or worse, I don’t nominate someone and they get their feelings hurt and then when I come over for high tea, they’re all, “Hey, I have this spot right here for your award you gave…oh, you didn’t give it to me? GET OOOOOOOUUUTTTT!” And it just ruins everything, and I really love scones. So if you want it, it’s yours.

Better yet, you can say you want it in the comments and then I can edit this and when I have 7, I will pretend I just nominated you...no? Still cheating? You guys are such rule followers.

Meme #1

Ok, sooooooo, I’ve got nothing. Nothing has happened, nothing funny, nothing absurd, nothing exciting. Someone needs to run around my cul-de-sac in their underwear, or I have to resort to the memes.

Oh also – a short list of things I will never ever discuss again, because the universe is out to smite me. I will not discuss them here, I will not discuss them with you in person. DO. NOT. ASK.

1. Landon’s Sleep Habits.
2. Post Partum Hair Loss.

OK – On to the meme.

6 Weird Things About Me.

1. I eat candy categorically. Skittles, M&Ms, Reece’s Pieces, are sorted into groups with all the colors, when I run out of a color, I make a group of the colors that are left. I then eat the smallest groups first, leaving me in the end with even amounts of the colors. I eat candy bars in pieces. Snickers I bite the caramel/peanut part off, then eat the outer chocolate away from the nougat and then the nougat last. I can’t help doing it.

2. I am always counting. I count steps, I count when I’m rocking Landon, I count while I’m waiting for the microwave, I count at stop lights. Chances are if you see me not doing anything, you can ask me what number I’m on, and I will have one. Sometimes I count for totals, sometimes I count to eight over and over again, and sometimes I sing the Blue Aardvark song in my head.

3. I am compelled to do math problems that are presented to me, either on TV, or in the movies, or in general. Just to make sure they come up with the right answer. I have seen that tutoring commercial where the little girl figures out how much they feed the fish each week like 100 times. I do the math EVERY. TIME.

4. I can’t hear out of my left ear and I have no desire whatsoever to have it fixed.

5. I don’t want things. I’m the hardest person in the world to shop for, because I just don’t want anything really.

6. I don’t like hamburgers or ketchup – I’ve been called un-American for it.

If you have a blog consider yourself tagged.

What else do you need, when you have a puppy who loves you enough to let you do this and keeps coming back for more: