Honestly Speaking ...

I've got a secret to tell you.

I love getting blog awards. But I'm talking about the little ones that are passed around from one blog to another that are just all in good fun.

I'm NOT talking about the blog awards where there are actual categories and an actual voting process. It's like the Blogscar's of blogging. I just don't take it that seriously. But the cute ones with the little made up badges? Those I can get down with.

I was given the following award* by Snarky McSnarkerson, otherwise known simply as A.


Not to be confused with honest crap. Seriously, don't confuse my blog as housing crap because then I might have to kung fu you to bits.

Now usually if I'm handed an award, I thank the giver and then silently display it on my sidebar. I don't pass it around (for shame, I know) and I don't make a big stink about it. But this award is a little different in that it's got some homework attached to it for me to do. And since I seem to be writing lots of posts but not actually posting them (I have about 40 drafts), I figured this one would do just nicely.

I'm supposed to write ten honest things about myself. So for those who like lists, I suppose you're in for a treat. Oh, and I sincerely apologize in advance if this list acts as a cup of warm milk would and puts you to sleep.


10) When I was a child, I wanted to be She-Ra. I could think of no cons in my decision making process. Her brother was He-Man, she had a sword, she had a crown and a cape, and she rode a unicorn. She got rained on by glitter whenever she transformed and her hair grew to a length that would make Paris Hilton's extensions cry with envy. And she kicked some serious ass. What more could I want out of life? I never did grow up to become She-Ra. I'm still not over it.


9) I honestly can't stand vegetables. I eat them ... but I hate them. The only way I actually enjoy ingesting them is by pureeing the fuck out of them. But that's not always an option. And I'm not a baby anymore.


8) When I was 16, I started to pay more attention to my looks. I'd experiment with make-up a lot more ... experiment with my hair (16 is when I first started to colour it). At 17 I lost a bunch of weight and, afraid of gaining it back, looked to anorexia and bulimia to help keep it off. The last time I threw up was in October. I spent my 20's feeling like food was the enemy. I don't want to deal with this in my 30's especially knowing what I know. I'm hoping that for a long time I can keep saying that October 2008 was the last time my face was intimate with a toilet bowl (unless I'm hungover ... or going through morning sickness; I guess then it would be okay).


7) I'm going into my 4th year of blogging. I've made some really great friends and have come across some really funny and interesting blogs. I can say with complete confidence that the face of blogging has changed. It's very clique-y. It's all about who knows who, who met who, who knows what about who ... it's almost competitive. I don't care for it. And also, I can totally tell when a blogger stops writing for themselves and starts writing for their "fans". Their writing just ... changes. That's usually about the same time I stop reading/commenting. No offense.


6) A couple of months back, I deleted over 200 people on my Facebook friends list. It felt good.


5) I love things to be neat, but I hate to clean. I have a fit nearly everyday in my classroom because I teach a bunch of sloths who leave their shit everywhere. I believe I've sternly told them more than once that I'm not their maid! My classroom is immaculate, but when it comes to my home life, I'm a little less anal about that stuff. I believe that it will be a different story when I actually have my own place.


4) As much as I love my holidays and as much as I anticipate them, I can honestly say that I miss being at work. But mostly, I miss my kids (when they are not being fuckwads, of course). I warned them that come January 5th (three more days ... sigh), they better not still be on vacation mode. I will cattle prod them if I have to. We have units to finish up ... they've got tests to write. There's no time to take it easy. I find it sad that I'm exactly like my father when it comes to encouraging others to work hard ... and I hated his methods of getting us to do it. I just hope that I'm not as harsh with my students.


3) I think I'm going to buy my own domain. Yes, this is something that has been weighing on my brain. And, yes, I need a life. I will let y'all know when that happens, but I'm pretty sure that won't matter. You'll just notice that .blogspot will be missing. Does this count as something honest about myself?


2) My memory is getting worse and worse everyday. Today I went to visit a friend for Christmas, and on the way to her place I picked her up a gift certificate at Chapter's and a gift certificate at Starbuck's. When she opened her card and saw those in there she said, "What?! Why did you do that?? You already bought me a magazine subscription!!" Oh. Umm, oops. I just hope I don't accidentally buy myself a car one day because I forget I already have one.


1) Right now, if there were a big bag of chips in front of me, I'd eat the entire thing. But instead, I should go and work out on the treadmill. If I know what's good for me.


* I have absolutely no idea what it's supposed to mean. Meh. An award is an award.

Oh and if you want to go ahead and do this, you've got my blessing.