Honest Scrap Award

I picked up another blog award the other day, courtesy of Danielle. 🙂

And here are the acceptance rules:

1. Brag about the award. And so I have. 🙂

2. Include the name of the blogger who gave you the award and link back to that blogger.

3. Choose a selection of blogs that you find brilliant in honest content.

4. Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with this award.

5. List at least ten honest things about yourself.

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So with that in mind, here’s 10 honest (and kinda random and rambling) things about me.

1) I never went to any of my high school proms. Of course, no one asked me either, and I was too chickenshit to go alone. I seem to remember just going for a walk on the beach that weekend instead. And I bought a parakeet, too.

2) I can roll my tongue into a clover leaf.

3) I despise people who lie. I don’t mean little lies, like telling people their hair looks good – I mean the telling of  manipulative falsehoods for emotional gain or lack of fortitude. Which is a fancy way of saying I’ve been burned badly by people I’ve trusted. I didn’t care for it and I’m less likely to put up with it in the future.

4) When I was 10, my friend and I bought our first dirty magazine by telling the cashier it was for my friend’s dad. Guess rules were a bit more lax back then. Plus we were girls. Guess no one thinks little girls can be pervy. Alas. I bought an actual Playgirl when I was 15 by telling the cashier I was on a scavenger hunt. But Steven Tyler was on the cover, so that’s okay. Right? RIGHT?

5) I love cheese. I would drink it, if it were in liquid form. But not those funky, stinky cheeses.

6) I worry far too much about what other people think. I hate that.

7) I love glitter pens.

8) I want to get a tattoo, but I’m too chickenshit to actually do it. To the right is the design I had commissioned. In theory, it will go on my back just below my neck. (Nothing on the small of my back, I don’t think. Given my luck, they’d have to cut through it for another surgery.)

9) I have never actually been drunk. Not because of my tolerance level (ha ha – Irish, you know), but because I’ve never actually wanted to be – i.e. never had enough to push me over the edge. Well, that and because the Interstitial Cystitis causes me to piss blood when I *do* have alcohol these days. Just a minor deterrent, I suppose. (Are you there, TMI? Yeah, it’s me, Allison…)

10) I have a hard time keeping things to myself, as clearly noted above. Clearly.

Okay, here’s a little list of people I’d like to award this to – even though I think some of them have already gotten it, so I won’t hold them to the rules. 🙂

1) Jeffe – she’s always honest with me about my work and her blog is full of awesome insight.  I respect that.
2) Simon – because he utterly rocks, on so many levels.
3) Adri – also full of honest rockage. (Wait. Did that sound pervy? It wasn’t supposed to. I adore him.)
4) Katiebabs – Her honesty is blinding. And sometimes heartbreaking. She puts way more out on the line on her blog than I’ve ever had the courage to do.