With thanks to Nowhere Tribune for the nomination.
He thinks my posts are fun…
So there!
Rules:
Thank the Blogger that nominated you.
Answer the questions.
Nominate new blogs to receive the award and in this case, ask them to list 5 to 10 random facts about themselves.
List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award in your post/or blog.
Notify the nominees about it by commenting on their blog post.
Since my normal blogs are already filled with completely useless, random tidbits of my life this might be a challenge…. but I’ll give it a whirl.
1. I can’t tolerate nuts in any form. Don’t hide them in my salad or ruin my ice cream with those nasty little things. And if you come near me eating peanut butter? I will don my gas mask and cover you in Febreze … blech!
2. If I step in or on a boat…. and it moves? That boat is too small. I may live in Maine, surrounded by water, but I’ve been dumped in the ocean (lake, river, etc.) by too many canoes and punts in the past to venture out on anything tiny ever again. Uh uh. In my 50’s? It’s all about holding on to my margarita while boating. Kayaks need not apply.
3. In my teens, I snuck into a night club through a rest room window. No one was in the stall at the time… and thankfully, it was the ladies room. But I landed head first on the toilet and that’s never good.
4. I have the feet of a 90 year old woman. People say I don’t look like my mother, but I sure as hell inherited her deformed feet. Bunions, the beginning of hammer toes…. I’m prematurely geriatric from the ankles down and a podiatrist’s wet dream.
5. As I child I never got to act in the class plays. While my friends were Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz? Or Betsy Ross on Independence Day? I was the narrator because I was always the only kid who could read quickly and correctly without missing a beat. Not nearly as much fun, but at least I didn’t have to memorize anything….
Okay, he wins.
Grass is worse than narrator any ole day.
So there you have it, 5 randomly ridiculous things you might not have known about me.
Huzzah! Your life is complete.
Of course having to nominate only 5 people off the long list of fabulous blogs I follow is the worst part…
I love you all equally. But rules are rules.
My 5 –
Angel Who Swears because she is snark incarnate and I admire that in a person.
Wayward Sparkles because she always makes me laugh, and sometimes snort.
The Rebel Fish because I haven’t been able to figure out how Tim’s mind works yet, but I’m sure there’s an aardvark scrambling around in there somewhere.
Actual Conversations With My Husband because she’s a little bent, and eavesdropping on their conversations is an absolute hoot.
Go Jules Go because sharing the crazy journey she calls life is a rollicking good ride.
So if you want to play along, tell us 5 things we don’t already know about you.
And if you could care less?
I get it. Feel free to ignore me…
It won’t be the first time.
I feel that I know you now better than I know my own grass… or at least whoever is PRETENDING to be my grass…
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And now you can stop wondering why your lawn is groaning every time you mow…
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Congratulations on your nomination… it’s fully deserved, I might add. And well done on landing head first into a toilet, I feel this explains a lot.
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The perils of a misspent youth have made me the woman I am today…
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Nothing misspent about that as far as I can tell…
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Bonking my head on a public toilet is one of the lesser reasons I’m forever grateful social media had not yet been invented…
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I’m with you on that one! If social media had existed when I was a teen I think I’d be living in a cave by now.
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With the copious amounts of perspiration you generate? A cave might be preferable….
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Congrats on the nom!! So because of your premature geriatric feet, does that mean you can’t or don’t wear heels? I thank god my brother inherited almost every bad thing from my parents, their allergies, their bad feet, their high blood pressure, their high cholesterol everything. I know it sounds bad but I have to be grateful for that, lol.
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I do wear heels, they just can’t be the pointy toed stiletto babies of my youth….
And by all means rejoice that you inherited none of the awful traits. But then again, how old are you? My bunions are a later in life addition.
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I’m 49, but if age inheritance is an indication of family afflictions then I should have gotten some of these issues in my late 30’s or early 40’s as my mom and dad did. For now I will rejoice!
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Rejoice freely. I think my foot problems started about 45…. so maybe you’re in the clear. Huzzah!
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This was one of the best responses to award questions. Nicely done.
I liked the children’s “play” at one of the churches we were in when our daughter was young. Everyone who couldn’t snag a good part, was sheep. Pillowcases with cotton balls glued on. We could have a ton of sheep.
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Cotton ball sheep…. love it!
Baaaaaa.
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“Feel free to ignore me…” How could ANYONE ignore YOU?!?!?!?
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It’s a puzzler… but it happens.
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Did I respond to this? I’m trying to think of one thing. I guess I’m just recovering from the feet.
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You didn’t. But it’s perfectly understandable if the thought of my 90 year old feet drove you to distraction…
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Did I respond to this? I’m still trying to recover from ……
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You did. But it’s perfectly understandable if the thought of my 90 year old feet drove you to distraction…
😉
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Who is this and how did you get in my phone?
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Me and my bunions tiptoed in when you weren’t looking.
*Cue evil laugh*
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River, a great big congratulations on your nomination. My day is not complete until I read your daily post. You’re not going to start charging for this one of these days, are you? Toilet, eh? One of life’s little lessons, I suspect. I blame your 90 year old feet for your mishap, though they were probably only 60 or 70 at the time. And thank you for the nom. I’m honored. Mona
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Charging? To be honest I’m surprised I don’t have to pay you all to read my drivel. But thanks for the continued support…. you’re one of my favorite reads as well!
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There are some kinds of “grass” that some would consider an honor to get to puff…. er, play.
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When Reefer Madness comes to Broadway? They’ll be knocking down the doors to audition….
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Congratulations!!!! You are the first person I follow to receive a blogging award since I started following. Well done!!
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I’d like to thank the Academy.
And my 11th grade Creative Writing teacher, Mr. Maxwell, who believed in me…. and attended a few of the same Grateful Dead concerts that I did.
I don’t think he dared flunk me after that.
😉
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Congratulations on the Sunshine Blogger Award! I feel exactly the same about boating.
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Life’s too short to spill your drink….
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AWWWW SHUCKS!!! Thank you!! Just got back on the grid here in Oregon and catching up. HOO BOY.
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Well deserved. You’re one of my favorite reads…
❣️
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