Heather’s Handiwork

Heather from Crazy With Love nominated me for a Sunshine Blog Award.  But, she did it so sneakily, I ended up nominating myself!  Go read it, and you’ll see what I mean!

(Be prepared to be snagged.  She’ll do it, too!!   Muahwawahaha)

Here’s the why come:

The Sunshine Blogger Award is given to bloggers who are inspiring and bring sunshine into the lives of their readers and fellow bloggers… to bloggers who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere… is a way for bloggers to get to know each other and also get other bloggers to link to their website.

I’m copying this next part directly from Heather:

To the ever evolving revolving-door of rules:

(Isn’t she funny??  YES!!)

1. Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post.

Thank you, Heather!!  I think one reason I like her so much is, she’s crazy like me!  And revels in it!  If you’re gonna be crazy, might as well enjoy it, I say!

2. Answer the 11 questions set by the person who nominated you.

Heather didn’t ask me any questions, I guess because she was so busy congratulating herself on so handily avoiding having to pick just 11 other bloggers!   Well played, Heather!

And this next part is also copied straight from Heather’s post:

This chiquita banana isn’t playing favorites. There are only so many hours in my day, probably in your day too, that I can spend reading. So if I follow your blog, guess what, I read it and I like it. And if you have had the insane patience to read all of this and find yourself here (X marks the spot) I officially nominate you because you deserve an award for trudging through my nonsense. Paste, glue, staple, or tape your blog link in the comments zone so other crazy campers can check you out.     (See why I like her so much???  So much in fact, that I ❤ her!)

So, join in on the crazy fun!  I dare ya!

Oh yeah, questions….

Hmmmm…

What is your ring tone?

Are you old enough to know what the AV club was, in high school?

How do you eat your peas?  Fork?

Can you tell this is a fork? Ok, quit focusing on the huge bald head!

 Knife?  

You guessed it, the spoon

 5 fingees?  (yes, I MEANT to say fingees.  It’s just more fun to say than fingers!)

Yes, my real toes, with real peas in between. Yuck! IKR??

(hopefully not with your toes!!  But hey, it’s your food, not mine!)  In the mashed potatoes??

Disclaimer: Real peas were hurt in the making of this post.  It was horrible, they were masticated to death.  So cruel.

Who let the dogs out?  (Now you know how old I am!  But seriously, Who?  I wanna know!  Whenever I ask people, all they do is echo-sing the question, then do that owl hoo, hoo thing back at me.)

Corduroy or fleece?

Mountains or molehills?

Solar or lunar?

(What does that even MEAN??)

What other questions should I ask?

(That was 9.  This is brutal!)

What color is your can opener??  I’m serious!  I wanna know!

(I just had to ditch my purple one, cuz it    wait for it    didn’t open cans!!!  I almost cried!!

But, it’s PURPLE!!!

Do you separate your laundry by colors?  Or just wash it all together?   (If you do it by color, and shudder type of fabric, we may not be able to continue our friendship.  I warn you, you’re on probation!!)

Okay, now, the baton’s been passed to you… run, Forrest, run!!