“You like me, you really like me!” I feel like Sally Fields up here, on the podium accepting my very first awards. I’d like to thank Darwin, Ghandi and of course, my Chou. Darwin for evolution, Ghandi for enlightenment and Chou for his kisses.
More importantly, I want to thank you, my readers for visiting me and coming back for more of my rants. Akilah, you’re the tops and thanks for the nod, my first. I’m humble. I'll tumble for ya.
Now, it’s my duty (and pleasure) to pass along the nominations and award 10 deserving bloggers, my peeps, for their insightful and very entertaining ramblings. I’m hooked on blogging and I’m hooked on you, having a window into many different lives and perspectives I may not have had a chance to experience before.
More importantly, I want to thank you, my readers for visiting me and coming back for more of my rants. Akilah, you’re the tops and thanks for the nod, my first. I’m humble. I'll tumble for ya.
Now, it’s my duty (and pleasure) to pass along the nominations and award 10 deserving bloggers, my peeps, for their insightful and very entertaining ramblings. I’m hooked on blogging and I’m hooked on you, having a window into many different lives and perspectives I may not have had a chance to experience before.
Without further ado, here are my top bloggers. You’re my favourites. You can stay.
Petunia Face
WeaselWorden
J-Money
Blogger Queen
Clever Girl Goes Blog
Holy Mackerel
Libby Logic
Neenee
Yellow Trash Diaries
Wind in your Vagina (It’s a Daddy-blog but with a name like that it’s worth at least two awards)
Petunia Face
WeaselWorden
J-Money
Blogger Queen
Clever Girl Goes Blog
Holy Mackerel
Libby Logic
Neenee
Yellow Trash Diaries
Wind in your Vagina (It’s a Daddy-blog but with a name like that it’s worth at least two awards)
The Honest Scrap Award… drumroll please…
“The Honest Scrap” award is not one to hold all to yourself but it must be shared!
- First, the recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.
- Second, the recipient has to pass along this prestigious award to 10 more bloggers.
- Third, those 10 bloggers all have to be notified they have been given this award.5. Those 10 bloggers that receive this award should link back to the blog that awarded them “The Honest Scrap" award.
Scribe’s Top Ten Truths
- I hate organizing mail. I open it, read it but fail to file it for a while until I have a mountain of papers to file – phone bills, utilities – the only things I do file are mortgage and RRSP related ‘cause I need those for taxes!
- This is no secret, but I’m a procrastinator. I’ll probably avoid packing for Scotland until the day before. I’m not one to start packing three weeks in advance since it’s guaranteed I’ll forget something that way.
- I hate lima beans and liver. I was visiting my parents at their condo in Florida one year and we had gone out to a Pub Night dinner. I ordered the swordfish and “seasonal” vegetables, which resulted in me receiving a full bed of lima beans. My parents fell off their chair from laughing too hard.
- I love jewelry, the bigger the better. My friends laughed when I bought this one ring (the size of my entire finger) and my boyfriend put the ring on his pinkie, extended his arm in the air and summoned the powers of Greyskull.
- I used to have a crush on Dennis DeYoung, the former lead singer of Styx. I now think he’s a washed-up has-been who revels in his own greatness. But when I was 12, he was the bee’s knees.
- I once sprained my ankle playing with a “lemon twister.” I think they’re called Skip-Its now. I was 37.
- I cry at Hallmark commercials, and Tim Horton’s commercials too – the one with the dad and his son at the hockey arena. Ahh, I feel a tear. Damn you for making me cry again!
- When I was younger I used to cut the milk bag corner and put the small piece of plastic, not in the garbage where it should be, but in the utensil drawer along with the pair of scissors. It’s now one of my major pet peeves.
- I stole the word assclam from another blog. Don’t arrest me. I don’t look good in stripes… or orange… or shackles… well, only if there’s something in it for me.
- My parents had sex twice. Twice. One for my brother and then five years later for me. That's it. That's all I want to know. (Covering ears... lalalalalalalalala, I can't hear you!)
Now here are my fave peeps… uh, I mean blogs…
Petunia Face
WeaselWorden
J-Money
Blogger Queen
Clever Girl Goes Blog
Holy Mackerel
Libby Logic
Neenee
Yellow Trash Diaries
Wind in your Vagina
I would have totally voted for Summer of The Circus Has Come to Town, but Akilah beat me to it. Damn you Akilah (ahhh, I have nothing but luvre for ya!)
I had a few comments but lost my way with the having sex only twice. Wow! Your dad has got great aim!
ReplyDeleteAnd great potency as well.
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Thanks Akilah. Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteLa-la-la-la-la-la... humming to infinity!
ReplyDeleteOmigod! My parents only had sex twice, too! And then there was that one time when I was like 7 and walked into my parents bedroom and my dad said he was giving my mom a back massage.
ReplyDeleteYeah.
Sooooo, changing the subject--THANK YOU FOR THE AWARD! I will try very hard to get off my ass and pay it forward :)
Hey thanks-- sorry this is kind of belated, I suck at timely thank you cards and stuff. I feel very flattered to have been named in such great company.
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