The Rules

? “The Honest Scrap Award” must be shared!

? The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves.

? The recipient has to pass this prestigious award along to 10 more bloggers.

? Those 10 bloggers need to be notified they have received this award.

? Those 10 bloggers should link back to the blog from where they received their award.

1.  I am afraid of heights! I mean terrified, petrified, completely phobic about heights yet I still want to walk to the edge of the cliff & look down.  I guess I’m trying to face my fear but it never seems to help…instead I’m just paralyzed at the edge of a cliff which seems like a bad thing…. 2.  I am also terrified of drowning…needless to say while I love the architecture of bridges crossing them can be my own personal Waterloo.  The Aerial Lift Bridge in Duluth, MN is a classic example…I never get tired of looking at or photographing it.  Crossing it is just plain out of the question…. 3.  I have 2 tattoos.  One on each shoulder.  My first tattoo is a head shot of Betty Boop & I’ve had it for something close to 12 years.  My second tattoo is a grouping of 4 flowers…each represents a grandparent that Hubby & I have lost.  I am anxious to get a 3rd tattoo which will be a representation of my life with Abe.  If I’m lucky I would also like a 4th tattoo designed by Abe…I have to be patient & wait though as Abe has some ink of his own he’d like to have added on.

4.  I am an incurable insomniac.  Even though right now I’m so tired I’m sliding out of my skin I’m typing away on my laptop.  It’s very hard for me to turn my brain off at the end of the day…even lying in bed trying to clear my mind often ends up having the opposite result.  This will lead to me wide awake in the dark listening to Abe softly snore & wondering if I should have worn different shoes with a particular outfit when I was 14.

5.  I am terrible at keeping my own secrets.  Yours I will take to the grave (maybe I’ll tell Abe but you can trust him…he talks a lot less than I do) but mine I blurt out all the time.  I want you to know what I’m getting you for your birthday/anniversary/Christmas etc so that you can be excited too.

6. I am slightly envious (ok, maybe I’m really envious but in a totally good way) of anybody who is an artist.  I wish that I had the talent to paint, draw or sculpt.  Unfortunately I can’t even draw a decent stick figure so I’m out of luck. I do however love the feeling of movement & swirl of emotion I get when looking at someone else’s creation.  It’s a truly intimate thing to share what comes out on canvas or marble (or any other media) with an audience & I applaud those who do it.

7.  Kids….I adore kids.  There are few things I won’t do to earn a smile & laughter from a child.  Nothing in this world is more fleeting & pure than the sound of a child or baby bubbling over with joy.  It melts my heart every time.

8.  Someday I want to own the following: a motorcycle, a horse, a sailboat & a late model Chevy Corvair convertible.  Preferably all at the same time…yes I realize that it’s impractical because where exactly can one own a horse & sailboat and but them both to use?  I have no idea but in my land of make-believe it’s not only possible but mandatory.

9.  I knew (but wouldn’t admit) the first time I saw Abe that I would marry him.  He picked me up at my apartment, walked me to his car & opened my door, holding it until I was in & then closing it for me.  I leaned across to unlock his door & as I did that I knew I wanted to do it for the rest of my life.  How a nice quiet guy like him ever decided to put up with a crazy, insecure girl like me I will never know.

10.  Books…what can I say?  First off I guess I should mention that some people (looking pointedly at Abe) think I read fast.  I don’t know why anybody would come to that conclusion…just because I can read & retain major portions of books of 500+ pages in a 24 hour period does not mean that I read fast.  Seriously, didn’t all of you read the 7th Harry Potter in 18 hours?  Second I should mention that since I have been a rabid, ravenous, rapacious reader since the age of 3.  I vividly remember checking out the complete works of Shakespeare at age 10.  Both the librarian & teacher looked at me as if I were mental…yet I devoured it—enraptured.  I can read a book with a singular focus…blocking out all things around me (including natural disasters, fire drills & screaming in my ear).