Three is a Magic Number

Well, well, well.  I’m not sure if it’s because my birthday is coming up (nah, my birthdays always suck), because I am such a kind and magnanimous soul (nope, I’m kind of a bitch), or because the cosmos has finally realized that I’ve had enough of the stupid crap it’s been throwing my way for close to a year and finally decided to send some good stuff my way (hopefully this is it), but lately I have really been feeling the love.  Mainly from all of you peeps out there.  I have been featured on more than one blog lately, and even received the ultimate accolade of funny . . . being chosen as a Funny Bitch by Noa of Oh Noa fame.  Let’s just say this month has left me feeling sort of warm and fuzzy and good about myself for a change (I know you’re listening karma.  Back off, bitch!).

The most recent event was receiving this little thing:

. . . is a magic number.

I have been chosen by the very funny and witty Carrie, the original Cannibalistic Nerd, as one of three people that she wants to know some things about.  Three things, to be specific (are you noting a theme here?).  And while I told her that I don’t think I’m really all that interesting, nor are there that many things that you guys would even want to know about me, I will humbly and graciously accept this honor.

Here’s the deal . . . I have to tell y’all three things about myself, then name three more blogging peeps that I want to know more about, and then hope that they will be willing to share something with the class.  Oh, and they have to use the 3 (above).  Have I mentioned that this has something to do with the number 3?  Yeah, so . . . 3.

Here are 3 things about me:

1.  I love Elvis Presley.  I have an unhealthy fascination with all things Elvis, sort of like my friend Jen and her Nathan Fillion obsession.  Although mine falls short of stalking.  Mostly because he is dead.  Just mostly.  But I think the man is absolutely fascinating.  I have been to Graceland and have an absolutely awful and hysterical picture of me standing next to his grave (I didn’t want to smile, because, ya know, grave and all.  But instead I look like I’m scowling.  Awful).  But I also have a super fun pic of me throwing myself up against the gates.  So, yeah.  Elvis.  Love him.

Did I mention he was pretty hot as well?

2.  When I was a tween (12 maybe?) my  mom entered me into a beauty pageant.  I think it was like Miss Pre-teen or some shit.  There was a group dance number that I had to participate in.  Yeah.  Now, I was a cute kid, but I wasn’t beauty pageant material.  I had a short bob haircut, and was just about to enter into those awkward teenage years. Plus, there were girls there that had been doing this shit, Toddlers & Tiaras-style, for years.  I remember getting ready back stage, putting on my home made mint green silk dress (it was awful guys), and a mom of one such specimen of Tiara-dom took pity on my poor unfortunate ass and removed one of the many many hoops from under her daughter’s skirts to let me borrow and wear under my flat and non-billowy dress.  Because I looked tragic, y’all.  My mom is not the epitome of fashion, and in her inexperienced hands, I looked like some home ec project gone terrible wrong.  It was so sad.  Shockingly, I did not win that competition.  And thus began and ended my pageant career.

Yeah, I DID NOT look like this.

3.  It’s almost my birthday, bitches!!!  Yeah, boy-eeee.  While usually I approach my impending doom day of birth with a bit of trepidation, I am excited this year.  I am going away for a couple days to Atlantic City, just me and the hubs (no kids, did I mention the excitement?), which means I will not have to work on my birthday for once (I usually, in years past, have had a docket scheduled ON my birthday.  Sucks).  And I even got a birthday present already!  It was awesome, it was from Johi, and I will talk about it next week.  And extra bonus is that I don’t have to spend an entire week with my mother, which is such a relief.  Usually we take a week, around my birthday, and travel with the kids down to Florida to stay with my parents.  Now, I love my parents.  But I love them much more from afar.  Way way way far.  They are just a lot to deal with.  Small doses of them is ideal.  So a week is a loooonnnnnnnggggggg time, is what I’m saying.  But this year?  Freedom!!  (I’m really not this horrible of a person.  You have not met my mother.  Don’t judge until you do).

Ok, enough about me already!  Now I get to pass on the love to 3 other bloggers that I want to know 3 things about.  Did I mention 3?

Leauxra of Does This Make My Blog Look Fat? – This chick be funny, yo.  Even though she has been posting a bit less frequently lately, she is always there with a quick witty comment on my site.  The woman cannot rhyme under pressure apparently, but I still think she’s hilarious.  Maybe she’ll even start posting again soon . . .  Fingers crossed.

Kelly of I’m In There Somewhere – Kelly is a stay at home mom of 2 kids, with 2 dogs and a military hubs.  Every time she posts I learn a little bit more about her crazy and hysterical life.  But I want more!  Come on, Kelly . . . give me some good stuff!

Bill of The Authentic Life – Bill is one of my Dude-Bitches.  I find him absolutely fascinating.  One minute he is posting the most moving poetry and prose, and then the next he is posting cartoons of Amy Winehouse coming to him in a drunk induced dream state or of his hubby, Paul, not understanding his blog (ha! Join the club).  He is fabulous and I love him.  Plus, I’ve never had a gay man make me feel so dirty when he drunk raps about me.  In the best possible way!  And stay tuned for his submissions in this Friday’s Weekly Whacked.  You will not be disappointed!

True dat.

Ok, peeps, check out these fantastic bloggers, share the love, and buy me birthday presents (wait, what?  Oops, that one just slipped out).   🙂

21 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. wcdameron
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 09:26:12

    I’m the first one down the aisle! Outta’ my way bitches!
    I’d first like to thank my lord and savior, Amy Winehouse, oh and I can’t forget 50 cent had piece in this (he has a piece in everything…) and my mother,thank you for screwing me up early in life so that I had plenty to blog about later in life.
    And finally Paul, my hubby, I’ll have to explain this to him….
    Suck it jesus!

    (was that too over the top?)


  2. Andi
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 11:20:31

    Happy Birthday! Trips without the kids are the BEST THING EVAR — ok, I love my kids but not traveling with them. Atlantic City with just the Hubs sounds like an awesome birthday present!

    I hear you on mothers. One of the funniest lines on Being Human recently was when Suren screamed at Aidan, “Do you even REMEMBER having a mother?!?” Of course not, he’s a centuries old vampire. OTOH, HER mother is the Queen of the Damned so there’s an extra bit of angst there. What was I talking about? Oh yeah, mothers. My time limit on civility with my mom used to be 5 days. Now it’s closer to 24 hours. My tolerance, like with alcohol, is apparently going down as I get older….


    • Jen
      Feb 20, 2012 @ 13:56:53

      “Being Human” reference for the win. I have an unholy fascination for that show.


    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2012 @ 16:24:55

      Yes, I am greatly looking forward to a couple days away from it all. In fact, if I could leave the hubs at home even, I would. Oops, did I say that out loud? 🙂

      Oh my gawd . . . I think Suren and I have the same mother!! Sistahs, holla.

      I need the alcohol for my tolerance to exceed 5 minutes.


  3. Jen
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 13:56:11

    My parents are at Graceland even as we speak. Did you know that the guidebook says Graceland is a great place to buy tacky Elvis memorabilia? Who knew?


    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2012 @ 16:25:59

      Who woulda guessed that. It’s actually the huge museum/gift shop across the street from Graceland. It is Elvis paraphenalia-porn!! I loved it. The house itself is sacred and only for tours. Loved that, too. Oh, and I got to see the Jungle Room. Epic. Think about how much poon he got in there? 🙂


  4. Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 16:17:07

    Happy Birthday to you, Misty! I remember a few years ago my mom decided to visit for my birthday, and instead of going to see a violent movie like I usually like to do, I had to do things she wanted to do. Which sucked. So enjoy yours this year!


    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2012 @ 16:26:44

      Yeah, that does not sound like fun times. Is it horrible that the most exciting thing about my birthday is not having to deal with my mom AT ALL? It is, right? Oh well, I’m good with that.


  5. Charity
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 16:47:18

    I’ve never heard of this before, but I find it fucking fantastic and now I want to know shit about every single one of the posters who follows my blog.

    Damn it.

    I love Elvis, too.


  6. Vesta Vayne
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 16:56:01

    Ooooo! I love Elvis. Love. One of the sexiest men to walk the planet.

    And that voice…


  7. cornfedgirl
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 17:22:58

    Just imagine what your life could have been like WITH beauty pageants! Such a shame to have missed all of that.


    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2012 @ 16:28:24

      Oh yes, I am truly heartbroken. It would have made me such a stellar human being.

      Are you sensing the sarcasm? It’s hard to convey in print, so I felt the absolute need to point it out.


  8. Leauxra
    Feb 21, 2012 @ 15:12:58

    I… I would like to thank the academy… and my agent… and… uh…

    Crap, now I guess I have to actually write a post instead of using up my words on comments.

    Awww. I’m all choked up.



  9. Jo
    Feb 21, 2012 @ 21:42:09

    When is your birthday?

    I don’t know if you know this, but those aliens that talk to me? Elvis lives with them, and they think he’s the shit. They always take HIS side. Bastids.

    I’m so glad things are better for you!


    • mistyslaws
      Feb 22, 2012 @ 16:29:56

      Not until next Monday. But I like to have it celebrated all month long. Like it’s Christmas or something.

      Who wouldn’t take his side?

      Thanks. Things are looking up.


  10. Jaclyn
    Feb 23, 2012 @ 10:13:02

    Apparently there wasn’t a foot judging portion of that pageant. I bet you would have won that shit.


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