Kreativ Blogger Award!
Because I never
think to check back at my comments on old posts, I almost missed that I won a
Kreativ Blogger Award. Not only am I honored, but this gives me yet another
chance do my two favorite activities:
share other bloggers with you and talk about myself. While I’d like to think it
was my amazing writing, I’m pretty sure it was the photo of my darling daughter
that captivated Carrie, putting her in such a deep trance that she unknowingly
picked me.
I started following
Carrie (http://carrie-ourjourney.blogspot.com)
because like me, her son was born with a congenital heart defect. If you
followed my pregnancy, you know that the only people freaked out by my repaired
Tetralogy of Fallot are OB-GYNS. My own cardiologist was so unfazed by my beautifully repaired
heart that he refused to take my co-pay when my hysterical OB sent me in for an
echocardiogram. Of course, it took
having children of my own to fully understand my parents’ (and Carrie’s) struggle. I hope that knowledge helps her. Because, in
truth, it’s much harder on the parents than it is on the kids. We don’t know any other way of living. At 32, I’m still surprised that not everyone
has a giant scar down their chest and across their back. My scars are my normal. My heart is my
normal.
This award comes with rules. Here are the rules:
1. Thank and link back to the awarding
blog.
2. Answer seven questions. (Carrie said
that her blogger said that I have to make up the questions. I don’t think Carrie
made them up, since I make up questions for a living, I’m going to use Carrie’s
questions)
3. Provide 10 random factoids about
yourself. - (more Shosh time!)
4. Hand the award on to 7 deserving
others.
1. I already covered this part. However, thanks Carrie! http://carrie-ourjourney.blogspot.com.
I love that you are able to use writing to help you through your journey.
Seven Questions...
1. What is your plan if the world ends in 2012?
I’m pretty sure that I heard on NPR that the Mayan calendar does not actually end in 2012, so because I trust the Mayans to make all my important decisions, I have no plan.
2. What's your biggest fear?
Water towers and mascots. You think these are simple phobias? Wrong.Every time I see a water tower or a mascot I get an intense feeling that someone is going to come behind me and murder me. You thought I was scared of water gushing out? Nope, I know water isn’t going to come pouring out. That’s crazytalk.
WAIT WAIT WAIT…These questions aren’t
doing it for me. I’m stealing questions from @DEHausFrau, aka, my best friend,
from her Mothers&More Blog.
What would you do if
you were invisible?
When people are in meetings
and they shut the door, I’d go through the door.
What exactly do you not want the rest of the office to hear?
What is your favorite
word?
Cunt because it scares people. I used to love throwing it out there when I taught my students the difference between the connotation of a word and the denotation (look it up or sign up for your own community college English class).
Cunt because it scares people. I used to love throwing it out there when I taught my students the difference between the connotation of a word and the denotation (look it up or sign up for your own community college English class).
What is your least
favorite word/phrase?
Panties. It’s underwear. Undies. Panties is an onomatopoeia that I don't want to think about...
Panties. It’s underwear. Undies. Panties is an onomatopoeia that I don't want to think about...
What is the best song introduction?
"My Baby Just Cares For Me" performed by Nina Simone . The first time I heard it was in the in the movie Stealing Beauty with Liv Tyler. It’s captivated me ever since.
"My Baby Just Cares For Me" performed by Nina Simone . The first time I heard it was in the in the movie Stealing Beauty with Liv Tyler. It’s captivated me ever since.
What do you hate the
sound of?
Other people's children whining because I can't yell at them or tell them to suck it up.
What have you always dreamed
of being?
A rabbi. However, you can’t be married to the Giant Gentile and be a rabbi. He’d have to become the biggest goyish looking Jew in all of history if I wanted to become a rabbi. Or, they could change their rules…
A rabbi. However, you can’t be married to the Giant Gentile and be a rabbi. He’d have to become the biggest goyish looking Jew in all of history if I wanted to become a rabbi. Or, they could change their rules…
What wouldn’t you be
good at?
Along the same lines, I’d
be a terrible Orthodox Jew. First, I’m married to a Giant Gentile. Second, I’m tattooed. Third, I’m too in love with my
hair not to share it with the whole
world. Forth, I’m too in love with my cleavage not to show it to the whole world. Fifth, I won’t give up chanting from
Torah on Rosh Hashanah or leading
services. All of these things take nothing away from my friends who are Orthodox. For them, it works. For me, not
so much…
Ten Random Facts.
1. I'm from Wisconsin
2. I know more about Emma Lazarus than 99.9% of the country and I
fully realize no one else cares.
3. I almost never wear pants.
4. I hate reading fashion magazines
5. I don’t understand why people are scared to talk about
religion. AND I have a slight obsession with evangelicals.
6. My parents had a much harder time with the fact my husband
started dating me when he was 28 and I was 19 than the fact he isn’t Jewish.
7. I’ll probably never be thin or a good housekeeper
8. I’m not good at being friends with men (though there are some
exceptions)
9. Despite the fact I’m
outgoing with strangers and individuals, I am painfully shy at cocktail
parties.
10. After eight years, I quit teachin college Critical Reading
and Thinking after being told teaching Elie Wiesel’s Night was not an example
of teaching critical thinking.
Seven Bloggers I love:
Erin at www.erinmargolin.com. I’m sure she’s won
these awards before because she’s one of those girls who gets voted for on
twitter and goes to blogger conferences but has no idea how awesome she really
is. Like all of us, she’s a girl on a journey, and I want to
help her on her way. She has a deep love for roots, so here are her’s: http://www.erinmargolin.com/where-im-from-new-orleans
Tara at http://www.pohlkottepress.com. I hang
on every word, every syllable. She makes me want to write poetry in the rain.
Pish Posh at http://www.the-pish-posh.com/. She’s
brilliant and educated and aware that it simply might not be enough. She’s trying to follow her heart even if her
very diplomaed brain doesn’t know if it’s such a good idea
Rachel at www.getrealmama.blogspot.com
because she puts herself out there. I love keeping up with her. Plus, I think
she could put herself out there even more. I’d like to help!
Eric at http://www.saalonmuyo.com because he
makes me laugh and he’s a dude that
stood up for vaginas.
Mimi
at http://www.mimismartypants.comokay,
so she certainly doesn’t need any kudos from me, but she makes me laugh my ass
off. I’ve been following her as long as I’ve been following Jen Lancaster. Her taglines are my dream.
Michael
at http://dearharrison.com. He gives me
the chills. He makes me cry. He makes me feel hopeful.
Enjoy!

I am tattooed and my mom is from Wisconsin. And I am terribly shy at cocktail parties. I am a wallflower. I am so honored that you chose me for this award...I used to do these back in the day, but I"m not so good about following through anymore. That certainly doesn't mean I don't appreciate it and am even blushing a little!
ReplyDeletep.s. wanna learn how to put links in your text? so you don't have to type out the URL in your post?
I know how to put links in, I was just being lazy. Very very lazy. I don't expect anyone to follow through :). It was fun to write.
DeleteWE're gonna by shy together soon!
I rarely have pants on too! I never would have picked you as a cheese head. Is that derogatory? Shit, I hope it isn't. If it makes you feel better, I'm a cheese steak head.
ReplyDeletei'm so offended I can hardly handle myself. I don't even really like cheese, unless it's on a cheesesteak.
DeleteI'm from Wisconsin!
ReplyDeleteI'm from Wisconsin!!
Let's meet at the bubbler, hey?
I keep saying I'm coming home. I swear I am. We can bubble together.
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