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