Behind on Everything/Blogging Award

So, what with having two toddlers and trying to sort of function on a daily basis, a lot of things go unfinished.

Like homework.  Or reading for family book club.  Or... blogging.

Probably like most of you bloggers out there, I have a fair number of unfinished, unpublished posts sitting around.  Many of which I tend to completely forget about.

Which is why I never told you that Dear Delilah, Fine and Fair gave me a blogging award a few months ago.

Along with this award, I am supposed to tell you five random facts about myself, and then pass it along to five other blogs.

Well, randomness can't exactly be rushed.  And I was in a rush.  So you never got those five random facts.  But here they are now:

1. I have read the entire Merriam Webster Unabridged Collegiate Dictionary at least five times.  With a highlighter in hand.  It is absolutely one of my favorite books.  It's not the only dictionary I've read, either.  I've read an additional 21 assorted lexicons, from The New York Time's Dictionary of Misunderstood, Mispronounced and Misused Words to The Devil's Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce.  I sort of collect words, in a variety of languages.  Any word that has a particularly interesting meaning or history, I'm all about it.  I have not finished reading the Oxford English Dictionary just yet, in fact I'm only a few pages in.  But a few pages of my Compact Edition is really several dozen pages, and it is NOT an easy read!  In short- I can probably kick your ass at Scrabble.
2. I'm afraid of butterflies.  This is a self-imposed fear, but I just cannot seem to shake it.  Once upon a time I did a book report, or helped my younger sister do a report (my memory's a little fuzzy on this one) on butterflies.  Did you know that monarch butterflies are poisonous?  If you eat them, that is.  But all that bright color on the wings is a warning sign.  And... well... I started getting freaked out that they were warning me.  So I started being afraid of them.  And now, all butterflies freak me out.  It's pretty embarrassing.
3. I picked out SI's name when I was about fifteen years old.  My great grandmother died when I was thirteen, and she was pretty much my favorite grown-up ever.  I loved her like crazy, and although I never got to see her as much as I would have liked, every time I did see her she made me feel like she'd been right there every single day.  I learned a lot from her in that respect.  So when she died, I decided that I would name a daughter after her someday, if I ever had a daughter.  When I was sixteen and thinking a bit about babies (I'd had a long talk with my oldest friend about what we would do if we got pregnant as teenagers, and I decided that my mother's best friend had a lovely name, one that would fit perfectly with my great-grandmother's name.  So I decided then and there that, if I ever had a daughter, she would be named SI.
4. I used to be a really horrible cook.  When I first started living on my own, I was capable of setting canned condensed soup on fire.  I learned to cook as my way of making friends while living in the dorms of my art school, and it only took me about two weeks before I had a well established open-door policy come meal times.  And yes, I made lots of friends.  But because of this I am completely convinced that anyone can learn to cook.  It's just as simple as following the directions and tasting things as you go along.  Baking is another story entirely.
5. I write novelty doo-wop songs.  Maybe if you're really lucky, someday I'll post a rendition of my ballad about killing your ex-boyfriend up here, and you can all enjoy how terrible macabre and clever I am.  Especially during the "sha-doobie-doo doo wops" and the 'ooOOoooweeooooooo's.

So there you have it!  Thank you Joella!

And I hereby pass the "Honest Scrap" award to...


Summer Dawn at Super Mom Blog
 Kyle at The Kopp Twins
Krystle at Just the Tip
Sage Wild at Hella Mystical
Tracy at Exploring Forests


Go check them out!  They're fabulous!




And now, off to do some of that homework that's been piling up. One task finally completed, three thousand four hundred and eighty one more to go...