My First Award!

Well, I am just giddy over here.  I received my first award/acknowledgement today!  Now, I know . . . I should not be looking to others for validation and worth . . .

But in the words of a great societal observer, Sally Field . . .

You like me!  You really like me!!

Okay, okay, I'll knock it off.  Keep my cool. 

Okay, I'd like to thank Kraft Service . . .

No, that's not right, either.

Well, the lovely Teresa, from Marigold Manor, has passed this lovely award on to me:

Along with this award comes the impetus to tell you all 6 things about myself that you don't already know.  Hmmm . . .

Okay, here goes . . .

1.  I have a pink kitchen and make no apologies.

2.  I can talk like Paula Deen, Edith Bunker, and the priest's mother in The Exorcist (quite an ecclectic bunch, don't you think?) despite being a confirmed Midwestern gal . . . complete with "accent," as I'm told by these East Coasters in their Baltimore accents that strongly resemble a New Jersey accent . . . deny it as they will.

3.  I have red hair that used to be stick-straight and went spiral-curly when I was pregnant with my son; I think I like having curly hair better.

(Okay, okay, that's not me . . . just an example!

4.  A rescued mourning dove lives with us.  She was found as a bald nestling after a spring storm.  We brought her in, kept her warm, force fed her (as doves must be), and raised her.  She, somehow, imprinted on the dog, so she couldn't be set free.  (She approaches the dog and tries to sleep by him -- what great news for the neighborhood foxes!)  So she has run/flight of the house all day, but sleeps in her cage as night as she has a tendency to become disoriented in the dark.  She is a full member of the family, and I adore her.

That's her claiming my daughter's Christmas gift for herself.

5.  It is my biggest fantasy to be a Radio City Rockette.  No idea where this comes from -- perhaps the fact that I am short and -- well, nothing of mine is shaped like a Rockette's.  When I met one in person last year, I got teary and made a fool of myself and I didn't care.

6.  I used to be renowned for my Christmas cookies, but just can't seem to pull the time together these past couple of years. 

So there you have it.  Still wanna hang around with me?

Many thanks, again, to Teresa.  Be sure and visit her blog, Marigold Manor -- it's one of the warmest and most enchanting blogs I've run across.

I'll be passing the award along in a separate post, so stay tuned!

Happy Thursday!