Wow, the Versatile Blogger Award. While I know that I write about books most of the time, I do strive to post with as much versatility as possible so I’m glad that there are followers of Birdie Bookworm who recognize it.
So, thank you to Megan @ Tables of Content for nominating me. I personally think she’s far more versatile than I am, so it’s an honor that she selected me.
Hopefully I am able to bring even more versatility in the years ahead.
1. Show the award on your blog.
2. Thank the person who has nominated you.
3. Share 7 different facts about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 blogs of your choice.
5. Link to the nominees and let them know of the nomination.
Fact 1: My Grandpa may have taught me how to read. My Grandpa loved to tell this story; it was one of my favorites when I was little. Basically it’s how he would read to me when I was really young, and he would stop on words and help me to sound them out, building up my reading vocabulary. He also told me my first word was “Grandpa”, and how my little baby lips would purse with the ‘p’ sound. I’m pretty sure it’s all inaccurate, but he was my best friend when I was growing up so I like to hold onto this fact as truth anyway. I miss him every day.
Fact 2: When I was kid my friend and I played Krissy & Niki Taylor instead of playing house. One of us had gotten hold of Seventeen Magazine and the sisters were on the cover. We thought they were the epitome of cool. We liked imaging we were them. Girl Next Door models. Occasionally, Girl Next Door models with cabbage patch children in strollers. Now, as an adult, my opinion of cool is very different.
Fact 3: My sister and I took our Graduation trip to Boston for a weekend, planning to search for Jordan Knight and Joe McIntyre. Except we were broke 18 year old kids. What we ended up doing was buying an abundance of baguettes which, except for one trip to the worst Boston Market on the planet, was the only thing we ate while we walked around the streets of Boston aimlessly. Turned out neither Jordan nor Joe were in the state of Massachusetts at the time, but our hotel was right next to Fenway Park, and seeing the Fenway wall was pretty awesome.
Fact 4: I have nomadic tendencies but have always lived in the same city. Growing up my mother moved a lot. I occasionally went to two different schools in one year. Once, I even went to a school for a day. I think that subconsciously caused the same behavior in me as an adult. It drives my husband insane, but I usually get an itch to move every 2-4 years. We recently bought our first home, so hopefully I can suppress the need with frequent rearranging.
Fact 5: I do not cook. At all. I’ve always hated working in the kitchen. There are a few things I know how to make, but luckily I married a man who loves cooking so I rarely have to even touch the stove. Or the dishes. In fact, the entire kitchen is his domain. I make up for it by doing all of the laundry, and maintaining the living room and dining room. I think we’ve found the perfect marital balance for chores.
Fact 6: My favorite flower is the tulip. It ties back to my Grandpa again. One of my earliest memories is my Grandpa teaching me how to transplant tulips in his garden. I can still remember him telling me how he loved that they were one of the first flowers to bloom in the spring. Tulips and Cardinals will always make me think of my Grandpa.
Fact 7: I have an imaginary friend. Not really, I know. I’m not delusional. It’s just that growing up I always had a fascination with horses. My room was decorated with horses, and western gear. I had bits, horseshoes, and reins hanging on my wall. My desk chair had a saddle on it that I sat on while I worked. At summer camp I worked in the barn. I liked to pretend I had an imaginary horse. The horse would run alongside the car as we drove, and he would be in the room with me at night. His name was Trigger and he looked like Jim’s horse from The Man from Snowy River. As a kid I even attempted to jump off a toy in my parents basement onto Trigger’s pretend back and gave myself a concussion on the ceiling. Now, as a parent and an adult, sometimes I’ll still imagine him outside the car when I’m driving. He’s my own Drop Dead Fred.
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