I Earned An Award!!

Just yesterday morning, I was talking to my sister. Her attentive ears were listening. My chatty mouth was doing the talking. All of it!! I had been expressing an incredible fact. One year ago--365 days--seemingly nobody knew that this Blog exited. My writing had been done for naught. Few people were reading it. And now, I have more Blogging Friends than I can even keep up with!! Which, insanely enough, is a good thing!! Believe me!! I feel a part of this amazing online community called Blogville!! This amazing online community. It is a place where, after several years of feeling like some misfit outsider in this world, I am one no longer!! Because I no longer feel like a misfit!! I can be weird, somewhat crazy, learning disabled and real in Blogville!! Anything goes!! We are all accepted in this community!! And the fact that, not only am I a part of Blogville, but my writing is now internationally known.... It's mind-blowing!!

Thank-you Rama's Mama from: http://raisingrama.blogspot.com/#!/ for passing on the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award to me!! I am feeling deeply humbled and grateful!!

Here are their rules:

Write seven things about either yourself, the or dog(s). Whichever you choose!! I am planning to make this all about me, me, me, me!!

Pass the award onto five Bloggers. Only girls. No boys allowed with this award!!

1. I dislike the taste of watermelon. Weird, right? That is everybody's reaction whenever I share this information!! Yep. They tell me I that am weird!! Please!! Like I did not already knew that about myself!! Uh.... Yeah!! But I have given watermelon so many "second chances", and all it does is let my taste buds down!! Sorry!! Watermelon needs sugar!!

2. As an ill, failure-to-thrive infant, I developed a hole in my diaphragm. Yep!! A surgeon operated on this health problem. He fixed it!! And I have a lengthy scar across my abdomen, plus no appendix, as resulted!! But, hey!! I love scars!! They are reminders of God's healing!! Plus scars give a body character!!

3. I have spent most of this Summer "impersonating" Iron Man with our cousin and youngest brother. My example being Robert Downey Jr.!! Lofty aspirations.... Right? Yes and no!! It has been quite challenging "acting" as though I possess this huge ego, self-confidence, plus an arrogant, top-dog, lone-gun attitude!! All the while maintaining a stone-faced expression. Oh. And I have to "talk cool". The low voice? Easiest part about this "job"!! I have always been gifted in mimicking other people's voices!! Always. Being Iron Man is like an out-of-body experience for me!! I have very little in common with that comic book super hero character!! Do I expect perfection? No. I do not!! Why? Two reasons. One: I am not RDJ. Okay? The world only needs one of him!! Which I mean in a positive way!! I am just some 28-year old girl who is trying--and struggling--to figure herself out!! Me. Real, unique me. Two: I don't do witty!! I can, however, act eccentric!! Which I put to the test last week as an insane, drunken, dying Tony Stark from "Iron Man 2"!! Neither our cousin, nor my youngest brother liked that!! So, I have been banned to ever impersonate "Iron Man 2" again!! Our cousin's praise for my performance? "You over-over did it!!" Sweet!! But, how is that even possible?

4. When I was a girl, about nine or ten years old, I slammed my right hand thumb into an old yellow/white Chevy suburban door. While fetching our youngest brother's backpack/makeshift diaper bag. Then, I yanked my thumb out of the ajar door. That's right. Yanked it free. Why didn't I just open the suburban's door? I do not know.... Either I was insane, or daft!! Or both!! If memory serves me right, I then noticed that my thumb was gushing out blood. So I stuck it into my mouth like some insecure toddler. Blood touched my taste buds. We were at our grandparents house, and I knew that this was somewhat of a serious injury. I knew. And I figured that my Mom would panic upon seeing it!! But I had to tell someone!! I needed help!! So, Grammy became my temporary "nurse"!! But Mom did find out. About one third of my thumb turned these beautiful hues of yellow, blue, and purple until that much fell off!! Cool!! Although I never broke my thumb, because fortunately, I'm hard to break, the digit is now slightly bent, and you can visibly see where its nail fell off!! Like an indelible reminder!!

5. I own a silver circular necklace with the words REMEMBER engraved around it. My sweet, thoughtful cousin gave this piece of jewelry to me after Shadow died. It is priceless!! I wear the necklace tucked within my T-shirts. Like guys do. Because I have an unfortunate history of losing necklaces!! This way, if it falls off, my bra should catch it!! Right?

6. At age 12, my hair began turning silver. Premature graying is, oddly, genetic in our family!! My Dad, sister, oldest brother, everybody has inherited this curse!! It is from our Grandma's side!! Over time, my hair changed back, sans any dyes!! Recently, however, it has been turning silver again!! Oh well!! Gray hair gives a person this mature look.... I could use all the help I can get!!

7. I have an almost child-like faith in doctors and surgeons. I trust their years of schooling, their skills, their intellect. As a baby, I had both my abdomen and skull operated on. That's right!! Taken to the knife. So, I am alive because of doctors' schooling, skills, and intellect!! Still learning to be grateful....  

Now, for the hard part. Passing on this award to five Blogging Friends!! Here goes....

Stacey from: http://thetaleoftwomaddogs.blogspot.com/.

Molly from: http://mollythewally.blogspot.com/.

Alison from: http://pawfectdays.blogspot.com/. 

Lorenza from: http://eldiariodelorenza.blogspot.com/.

Tweedles from: http://tweedles-georgie.blogspot.com/.