So a little while ago my friend Angel from angelsmind gave me a blog award.  I've been meaning to get to it, and I've been slacking. :)

I have a "100 things" about me I put up a year (or two) ago... but I'm going to try and give you five things you probably don't, but might, know about me.

#1 I am a fraternal Twin.  Twin is 12 minutes older than me, and about 1/2 inch shorter (depending on how old we were when we were measured).  Her face is round and mine is oval shaped.  But we talk alike, and sound so similar that often we are confused on the phone.  Some people that meet us swear we are identical.  Some that grew up with us swear we look nothing alike.  We have been insperable since birth, although at the current moment we live in separate countries (grumpy face). But we call or text daily. It is one of the few reasons I LOVE cell phones.  Because in college we had to buy phone cards and didn't have a way to text (yes, we're that old).

#2 I love country music.  Yes, there are some of you reading this that immediately stopped reading and deleted my page from your browser history. Ha ha ha.  I choose not to wear cowboy hats or cowboy boots because I don't live on a ranch or work with farm animals, and I think that if I don't do those things I should be falsely promoting it.  It's hard work and a very commendable thing.  Not saying I don't look good in the hat though ;)  I just love the music.  In my life I've been to a Garth Brooks concert, and we went to George Straight-land (which consisted of Faith Hill, LeAnn Womack and a couple of others.... this was back in 98 so I don't really remember which ones..). My boys HATE most of the groups I like.  They refer to it as "mommy music" and are ever-so thankful I not only bought them mp3 players for Christmas, but I downloaded "their" music on them.

#3 When I was a kid I wanted to be either a f16 fighter pilot or a NASA astronaut.  But the older I got there were three things that put a little damper on that.  A) fear of heights b) terrible vision without corrective lenses and c) huge mama's girl

#4 I have told my parents they will live to be 100.  That way I can keep them in my life until I'm 72 (if I'm doing the math correctly).  That, of course, applies to my sisters too. 100. Not an option.

#5 We had pet rabbits when I was a kid.  We lived on a 40 acre farm and raised everything we ate.  Like the rabbits.  They tasted like chicken.  I swear!! Although when we tried them again about 5 years ago I didn't think they tasted as much like chicken...  Maybe it was how mom cooked them?  Maybe it's something we were just used to back than? 

I also want to pass this award on to some other fabulous ladies that I adore reading... (bear with me... I'm not good and making them "link" like I should.  Gonna have to call Twin for help on that one ;) 
 TWIN!!! ---
ANGEL!! ---
LAUREN!! ---
THE MRS!! ---

Lovely ladies that I am enjoying getting to know. 
1/1/2012 23:50:37

Squee! Thank you! I used to have a bunny named Alfalfa, and I'll admit, some country doesn't suck. :D

1/8/2012 21:42:29

I should do one of these. But in the meantime I will add to your's!!
#6. You are more loyal and nice and genuine than the best puppy-sister combined! Anyone who has used, abused or treated you accordingly should've been bitch slapped for ruining the best thing in their life!
Wub you twin!

1/10/2012 17:46:36

Thanks Twin! It's good to see that the 32 years of training I got from you has finally reaped it's rewards.... Bwahahahaha!!


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    Dear Twin... sometimes words come out of my mouth before my brain has a chance to stop them... well aint that the life...


    Some people make parenting look sooo easy.  They are big fat liar pants.  Parenting is hard.  Kids can be awful.  They don't come with an Instruction Manual.  I started young and have grown up with them.  We have gone through a lot together.  And I would have never been able to do it without the wonderful family I have.  I started blogging because of Twin.  She said that it wasn't nice of me to take a Bad Day out on the Hubby or the Brats.  And so this began.... it's my Rantings From The Time Out Corner... because, let's face it - when I'm full on Cranky Pants... my hubby doesn't fail to make me go Sit One Out for the Team.  (for more see ME above)

    I would like your thoughts, help, comments, feedback. I am not a robot!

    No matter how serious life gets, you still gotta have that one person you can be completely stupid with