Honest Scrap

 

 

Titanium of Element 22 has honored me with an Honest Scrap Award. 

And I don’t use the word “honored” lightly.  This lady blows me away. She lives, really lives, the adventure that life should be, has the courage we all should have to go after that adventure, and has the eloquence to write about it in a way that inspires us to do so.  So I am truly honored to be included in her list of blogging victims -  uh, pals, I meant to say pals -  to receive the award.

That’s the good news.  The bad news is that it befalls me as a recipient to honestly expose seven personal factoids not already revealed in my blog.  Well, OK, maybe not so bad.  I tend to be a blurt-it-all-out-to-anybody-who’ll-listen kind of person.  It’s only because I am fairly new to blogging that I haven’t  told you everything already.

I don’t know if the deal was to give it up quickly, but heck, I’ve got the ball in my court, so I can decide when to throw it, right?  I’ve taken a little time to think about it, and came up with these seven tidbits of personal information.

1.   I am an adventurous eater.  I try stuff, like the sea urchin I ate out of the shell (um, not sure if it actually was a shell, but it felt hard like one), which then walked across my plate after I was finished.  I thought the others at my table were going to lose it.

2.    Kate at High Altitude Gardening, also a recipient of the Honest Scrap Award, revealed that if she could own any car in the world, it would be one you've never heard of: the Nash Metropolitan.  I actually did own a Nash Metropolitan.  Very cute car, but I can tell you this: a 1500-mile trip (with two adults and two kids) in a Metropolitan is no fun.  No fun at all.

3.    Drinking red wine (and sometimes white wine, and sometimes beer, and sometimes…) makes my face red.  Very red.

4.    After 10 years as a single mom who’d had, oh, maybe two dates, I met my soul mate on an airplane.  Huh. Who knew.

5.    Last May, I walked 30 miles over two days in the 2009 Boston Avon Walk for Breast Cancer.  Not bad for an old broad.  I was pretty darn proud of myself, I’ll tell you. 

6.    I come from a big (as in size, not quantity), tall family.  My brother is 6’5” and wears a size 13 shoe. I have really big feet, too (or, as my husband - the guy from the airplane - says, I have “a good solid under-standing”).  All of my everyday shoes are actually men’s shoes.  (Yikes, did I really tell you that??? TMI, TMI!)

7.    And now that I’ve told you #6, I may as well mention that I’ve always wished I were a petite, ladylike (not an adjective ever used to describe me) little thing.  It’s really hard to feel petite when you have aircraft carriers for feet.

And now to pass on the opportunity to blurt it all (or at least some of it) out, I’m tagging ten others.  Some of you will no doubt say, “who is this woman, and why is she picking on me?”   As I mentioned above, I am relatively new to all this.  Some of you I have come to think of as friends in no time at all.  But all of you have been a pleasure to read, and are people I’d love to know more about.   Res ipsa loquitur.  So write seven juicy new tidbits about yourself on your blog, and then pass it on!

LouCeel

Velvet Verbosity

If Mom Says OK

Akelamalu

Book Dilettante

Gadgical

The Writing Pathway

Shakira

Nessa

Akannie

P.S.  If any of you have already been bestowed with this award, I apologize.  I looked back and tried not to tag anyone already tagged, but, hey, what can I say?  I’m considering it a major feat to have figured out how to get these links in here at all.