
I’ve been awarded the Honest Scrap award by the lovely, brilliant and charming Loribeth, noswimmers, Blood Signs, and Kate. And because I’m lazy, and also too dumb to figure out how to get the jpg copied and pasted, it took me this long to post the prize and my response. Fortunately for me, the aforementioned Kate is a Mac genius (in addition to her many other kinds of genius) and so she send me the image file along with an explanation of how to do it for next time.
In addition to getting the awesomely retro icon to display on your blog, the other privilege of winning the Honest Scrap award is posting 10 honest things about yourself, which sort of makes me laugh cause that’s about all I write about here, much to the chagrin of people who find my blog by searching “how to get fucked up on things you have around the house.” I don’t know what they are looking for – perhaps there is a secret intoxicating blend of the right proportions of baking soda, dog food, cumin and shampoo that I don’t know about. I guess I just made it even easier for them to find me, but I don’t think there’s too much risk of people I know in real life googling that phrase and finding my blog. I have a strong sense that everyone I know has a pretty good idea of how to get fucked up without googling. Ahem.
- Ever since I was a brooding 16 year old reading Camus, I’ve wanted to go to North Africa.
- I am constantly making up new words to old songs that I can sing to and about my dog, Lucky. My most recent triumph was re-lyricizing Pink Floyd’s “Money” to be all about his gross habits. Sample line: Lucky! You have gingiviiiii-tis! And you lick your wang like it’s going out of style!
- I got a Braun Sil.k-Ep.il for my birthday and I love it and will be forever indebted to Lori for her recommendation over at All Thumbs Review.
- We are still not completely unpacked from our move in November. Sigh.
- I’m obsessed by the Dir.ect B.uy commercials and I nurture a deep and abiding dislike for everyone who appears in them, except for one woman who I sort of like for no clear reason.
- I’d like to learn how to do some basic home repair like plumbing and wiring. Just cause.
- I met my husband when I was a waitress slinging beer and he was being slung beer.
- Despite what I said a few posts ago about how much it blows being an adult, I get happier as I get older. Whew!
- I’m starting to have an idea about what I’d like to be when I grow up, but it’s all still very fuzzy. Maybe that’s because what I really want to be is a house wife, and everything else holds little appeal for me beyond the money.
- I consider myself a grammar nerd but I still think I use too many commas, and am ashamed to say that the rules of comma use are not really clear to me.
Now is the part where I’m supposed to pick 7 people whose blogs I find brilliant in content or design. In no particular order, I bestow the right to display the above icon and the privilege/obligation of posting a response upon:
Eden at Life….It’s Nothing Like the Brochure. If you don’t read Eden’s blog, you should. She can speak her truth so powerfully and will make you pee your pants and cry your eyes out. Often in the same post.
Pam at Blood Signs. Brilliant, brave, and beautiful. She can tell a story that is at once an intricate tapestry and a sun-bleached skeleton. She makes me want to work on becoming a better writer.
Jendeis at Sell Crazy Someplace Else. Jendeis is a woman with a tremendous brain and a huge heart, and the courage to lay it all down on her blog. She rocks super hard, offering support even when she’s going through some seriously rough times. I heart Jendeis.
s.e. at Riding the Roller Coaster. s.e. has the amazing ability to stay in the heart space and write it all down. Her spirit is a shining light to me and to so many others here in blogland, and I’m lucky to call her my friend.
circlesbecomeme at My scar smiles at me, I don’t always smile back. This is a woman who has gone through and continues to go through so much in life. And she is a woman who manages to find joy and lusciousness in the simplicity of the world around her. The story of her life and the photos that often accompany it on her blog are like a loaf of freshly baked bread – so perfectly beautiful and pure that it can bring tears to your eyes as it nourishes you.
Spicy Sister. Spicy’s not blogging quite so much these days, as she is busy being a new mama to her beautiful son, Zane. But she continues to write straight from her radiant heart. There is no filler with Spicy Sister; everything has been distilled to its very essence.
Io at Who Shot My Stork? She’s back to blogging after a break, and I couldn’t be happier. Io is one of the first bloggers I connected with and when she became my friend way back in those early days, I felt like a dorky 13 year old being called up to hang with the cool kids. She’s a funny, angry, sweet girl and is perfectly honest and scrappy, just like this award.
And if you’re one of the people who haven’t yet received this award, jump right in. I am somewhat of an anarchist when it comes to memes and awards – I reckon if you want to do it, you shouldn’t have to wait for someone to tag you.

I can completely identify with #10! I still remember when my understanding of commas became so distorted…. I was in second grade and I wasn’t even attempting to use the comma. My teacher, who was trying to get it into my head, said to me, “Comma! Comma! Comma! Comma!”. Since then I put them everywhere, and I’m still not sure if I am using them properly. I often go back through what I have written to remove extra commas.
I think perhaps we need to start comma overusers anonymous, because I also error on the side of whole-shitton-of-commas.
I also think your song to Lucky is beauuuuutiful.
So glad you like the EpiLator! It made my life sooooo much better.
LOL on #7 and I’m with you on #5.
Umm, I think I missed something since I’ve been very bad blog reader lately. But you have news? Password, please!!!
Egads, not unpacked yet? Shivers! How do you live? And oh, yeah, I used your old password and it didn’t work. Let me in on the news, cause I’m nosy. Also, I’m taking the award – I could use one today! You make me smile!
Ha! There are boxes we haven’t unpacked since we moved from the west coast three years ago. That’s right.
Sounds like we also come from a similar school of songwriting. My cat, the fluffy one who’s to blame for everything, has had more odes to his fluffy, stinky haunches than you can count. His kitty comrades also get songs, just not as many.
I’m with Denise. I’m pretty sure I asked you for a password but heaven knows what I did with it. And I want to hear your wee news.
Anna. Thank you for the Scrap. I really appreciate it, specially from you.
I can’t log in to your password post with my laptop, so I’ll have to stealthily stride upstairs like a panther and go on Daves computer. (Any key? Where’s the Any key?)
I DREAMT i went to your password post, though.
XOXOXOXOXOX
Oh Camus…I miss those days…
BTW, love the sweater in your haircut pic.
Well, I haven’t finished unpacking since November…three years ago. There is a big box in my closet that I step over every.single.day. I don’t know what my problem is.
I hope you continue getting happier and happier as you get older. I have a feeling you will
Ah, I’m glad the image made it- sometimes Gmail eats my attachments!
As for #2, I seriously just laughed so loud that H came in to the room to ask if I’m okay. Yes, I am okay, just laughing about Lucky with the dental issues and wang-licking habit.
#6- You are, like me, a reader type person, and you are also a craftish person, too, right? So, if I can do basic wiring and a bit o’ basic plumbing, you TOTALLY can, too. Maybe I should have a workshop at my house to share the wisdom my shop teacher daddy passed on to me…
#9- YAY for housewivery! It’s where I’m headed, too. I seriously thought to myself just yesterday that I never, ever want to get a job ever again. Ever.
#10- Oh, me, too. Man, do I love me some commas… I know I overuse them, but I LOVE them. They are the perfect little pause, you know?
I totally do the same thing with the song lyrics and my dogs!!! How funny!