I Set Fire To My Blog.

Now that I have the attention of all the pyromaniacs out there, I didn't really set fire to my blog. Sorry to disappoint. That would be destructive and sad. I don't intentionally set fires. With me, they just sort of happen. Like when I try to cook something or start a grill and there's an explosion.

Anyway--this post goes out to a teeny tiny teacher I know named Kristin over at A Teeny Tiny Teacher. She likes me so that makes me automatically like her. She's been extra nice to me lately by being a commenter extraordinaire and she just shouted me out on her own blog and has brought crazy amounts of traffic my way. It's only natural that I give her some time in my little blogs spotlight. Thanks, pal among pals.

She also recently passed on a blog award to me:

With this award, I'm supposed to list 7 things about myself. It's no secret that I like to talk about myself. You all know that. I am my favorite subject. The problem is that I've done so many 'about me' and random fact posts that I'm running out of material. Is that possible? Probably not.

1. I'm watching the LSU/Alabama game. Okay, so that's a lie. The game is on as background noise. I'm not watching it. My brother is. However, with it being on, I've decided that I wouldn't mind being an Alabama fan due to the houndstooth factor. Houndstooth is one of my very favorite prints. I have a coat, heels, hair accessories, scarves, cosmetic bags--this list could go on and on and on. I own many, many houndstooth items. It's probably disgusting.

2. I hate cleaning out my refrigerator. This is one of my random facts because it's currently on my mind and on my to-do list. I have a lot of things I need to throw away in there. Some of the stuff has been in the fridge for awhile...and I'm kinda scared. Scared of what I'm going to see and scared of the possible smells that may hit me in the face when I open up certain containers.

3. Writing 'fridge' in the statement up above reminded me of something. I hate when people jack up abbreviations and spell them wrong. There's this lady I work with that always writes 'frig'. It's not a frig. Frig means something not very nice. Does she not know? No. Of course she doesn't. This is a picture I took of a sign that was in our workroom at school. Turkey in the frig? No thank you.

You know what other word I don't like? Bequeathed. It just sounds so nasty. Bequeathed. Ew.

4. I always wear a hair tie around my wrist (as evidenced in the picture below). Just ignore the stupidness of this picture--it's strictly being used as an example of hair tie wearing. I do feel like I need to explain the face I'm making though. This pic was taken back in the summer and I was acting "scared" of the man behind me that was being a creeper. Instead it just appears that I'm eating my finger off. Unfortunate picture.
My friends and I were inside of a local establishment and this man was all up in my business. He was leaning in my personal space and being awkward. We went outside to escape his awkward wrath and he followed and sat right behind me. Yeah. Stupid story. I said to just ignore it.

5. If I could be an animal I would want to be a peacock. They're so majestic and they squawk so loudly. And their feathers make for beautiful feather earring inspirations nowadays. And look at their little feather mohawks on their head. Dang. I sure like you, little guy.

However, I feel like if J.C. had it His way, He'd probably think I was better suited as an emu instead. I mean, she's just so pissed. And look at her head. Constant bad hair days. I feel like this is more of my normal "look", so if I were an animal, I'd probably be an emu. Sigh.

6. If I was Oprah and I had to pick one thing as my "favorite thing", it would be my Sunbeam heated blanket. I plug this thing in and use it every single night while I sit on my couch. If I were rich like Oprah, I would give all of you your very own heated blanket so that you too could experience the joy. "You get a blanket, and you get a blanket! You get a blanket! You get one too!". This is so exciting. We're all going to be so warm and happy. Too bad I'm not Oprah.

7. Hmm. We're now to #7. Our fun is coming to an end, as is my ability to think. I'm going to leave this one open to you. I have recently had a lot of new friends join my blog yard. What do you want to know? Any questions from the audience? Anyone...? Ask away, dear children. No question is too big or off limits. I will pretty much answer anything--I'm honest like Abe.

I'm excited about my extra hour of life I'm getting tonight. What are you doing with your extra hour? I'm definitely not using mine to get ahead on the tons of grad school homework I have. It would just be ridiculous to use it to my advantage.