New Award

I got a new award from my buddy Linda at http://lindaomasoldebaggsnstuftshirts.blogspot.com/ Linda and I met several years ago while we were members of some Yahoo group which the name now escapes me, but we both decided this wasn't our kind of hangout, so we split the group but stayed buds. Now part of the prize is to list 3 things on my blog you all don't know about me...YOU ALL KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT ME!! Hell, I've even told you what I used to confess to the priest during my forced confessional days!! You all know where I stand on bigotry of any kind, deceit, betrayal and lies (wasn't there a movie with that title), and stupidity (I guess that could be a sub-topic under the bigotry outline), so what's left? Well, not much. Funny, for a very loner type person, I'm such a damn open book. Oh, ok, I'm a loner, there's one, so I'll start with that.

1. Big Time Loner: I know, you're thinking I'm constantly surrounded by people, have lots of friends and am out and about socializing my putooty off...WRONG. I've always loved being alone. I enjoy it immensely and actually need that time to myself...I require it. When my children were little, I trained them to go to their room in the afternoon so mommy could have her "quiet time." Now when they were very little they took naps, but later, when they outgrew naps, they went to their rooms to watch television, read, play, colour, it was also their time for exploring and learning to entertain themselves. Too many children today require mommy and daddy or someone to constantly entertain them, they're unable to just sit in the moment and enjoy their own company; it's
becoming a lost art.

2. Obsessive Collector of Books: When I was a kid, I hated reading. My mother would take to the public library and would force me to sit and read then check out the damn things and force me to take 1hr./day to read. I had to read out loud so she could hear me. Well, Georgina was not to be forced to read some silly kids book, so I made up stories and she thought I was reading (oh no falls under that deceit, betrayal and liar heading...hey, I was 8!!) my book and she actually enjoyed listening, however, the only problem was that when she asked me to re-read a certain passage in the book she liked, well, I freaked and asked her to be more specific....whew, I was good!! When I was 12 our school began this book club series. You know what I'm talking about, this company would send out little magical little pages of age appropriate books for your class and you could buy as many as you wanted or as many as your folks could afford. All of a sudden, the world of books opened up to me. I began reading little teeny bopper love stories, one in particular I remember was, "Jeannie and Johnny," how trite, but it was great read for a 12 year old virgin. Then I began to evolve...no more teeny bopper love novels or any love novels at all, I began reading the classics (uh, no Greeks) such as "The Count of Monte Christo," "The House of Seven Gables," "The Portrait of Dorian Grey," and lots and lots of Poe. Hence began my love of not only reading, but collecting. I have books in our entertainment centre in our bedroom...stacked on top of each other, books in my trastero (Mexican kitchen cabinet, but it's my living room) books in my shrunk in my studio (shelves are splitting from the weight, so I use books to support them) and books stacked up next to a lounger in the living room. Have I read all these books, NOOOOO, but I love seeing them...they make me very happy. I also collect childrens lit. When my daughter was little, I got her into Shel Silverstein, we all love Shel and one of my fav kids stories is "The Stinky Cheese Man," and "The True Story of the 3 Little Pigs,"...read them, hilarious!!

3. Portals, Windows and Doors: Ok, what's that all about? I'm attracted to those things in art and otherwise. A few years ago for one of my final projects in one of my studio college courses, I made a family portrait, my parents, siblings and myself, represented with all kinds of windows, mirrors, doorways and stairways. I guess a therapist would have a hey-day with that one, but I just like that stuff!

Well, you now have quite lengthy list of 3 things you didn't know about me. Wow, I had to think about it too and right now, my poor injured synapses are not too happy with me, I could still think of something, anything. My world is still whirling and twirling and my moods are all over the place just as my blood sugar...pinchi diabetes, and I just want to feel good again...just like that arse president of BP said, "I want my life back!" Peace out.