I tried, but he told me I was on my own. *sigh*
Truly, I am honoured *truly, I didn’t pay her* that Shehanne considered me for this prestigious award. As she noted, the first rule is quite simple.
Rule 1: Display the logo
Rule 2: Link it back to the person (that would be Shehanne Moore) who gave you this nomination.
Rule 3: Let’s skip rule 3 for the moment.
Rule 4: Name others to receive this Awesome Blog Content Award. I’ve kept it to just a few. Sorry, if you’ve been previously nominated. This just means you’re extra special.
Feel free to pass though, if that’s the case. Honestly, I won’t be insulted *cries, kicks chair leg, stubs toe, cries harder*
Now back to Rule 3: Work through the alphabet, writing one word or phrase about yourself or things you like or associate with yourself, that begins A…B….C…. All 26 of them.
See, here’s where I though Flint would have my back (or any other part of me for that matter ). But nope. He was hungry. Can’t keep a man away from his food.
So, let’s see what I came up with…
Awesome – yup that’s me. At least in my own little world.
Careful. I usually looking things over again, and again, and again, and STILL some small typo will slip by me. rrgh. Cook. I love to cook.
Dinner party. Remember I said I love to bake and cook? Then I have this great idea to throw a dinner party.
Aren’t they awesome? However, about half way through the prep and then certainly just as the doorbell rings, I just wish everyone would go the hell home so I can have my house back to myself.
Erotic. Well, I do write the stuff, so I must have an erotic something or other in my body.
Famished…as I go through these letters, I’m skipping lunch. I’m starving!
Good. I’m so good I’m bad.
Housewife. Technically, this is true. I do have a house and I am a wife. But I’m no Martha Stewart or Molly Maid. I’d love to hire one though.
Icing. I can’t ice a round two-layer cake worth crap. Never, ever, ever works out. We eat a lot of pies and fruit crisps at my house.
My cakes never, ever look like this…
They look more like this…
Joyful. Fa la la la la, la la la laaaaa. Also July, the month I got married.
Kissable. At least my husband thinks so.
Likeable. I think I’m likeable. People like me. Just ask them. And honest, I don’t pay them to say it.
Married. Yup, for over 25 years to the very same man. Mom to three great kids.
Naughty. Oh yessssss
Orgasm….Remember, I did come up with
Quiet. I like my “me” time.
Reader. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to read.
Shy. Truly, really I am. STOP Laughing! and Shoes. It’s an addiction.
Trustworthy. Silly people. They trust me all the time. You’d think they’d know better by now.
Understanding. I am. It’s probably a fault. I rarely say no.
Very, very, very hungry by this point.
Winter. I live in Canada, in a part of Canada that gets snow, so yes, it’s cold right now and we have lots of snow. (This pic was taken few years ago – and yes we have two cars buried under there and my husband waded out in waist deep snow (no kidding) to take the picture.) We don’t have quite that much this year.
Yuletide. I love the season. However, this year it’s sort of blown by me.
Zaid. That’s how we say it in Canada. Not Zee.
And I made it through! Now back to those fabulous bloggers I’m passing this great award too. Not to worry, I’ll email you. :)