LeAnna at ThoughtsnWhatnots has been a dear friend of mine for almost a decade. She and I met in a chatroom of a friend's friend, and hit it off right off. I appreciate her honesty (ta dum tssh!) and her style of both, sharing the love of Jesus and making everyday things funny! Thank you for tagging me in good faith, Banana. ;)I'm not a very good blog hopper, so this is my 1st time at Honest Scrap. I'm supposed to list 10 honest things about myself, and tag 9 friends to do the same.
But before I commence the honesty-festivities...
I solemnly promise upon my blonde head of hair to tell the honest scrap, the whole scrap, and nothing but the honest scrap, so help me blog.
Hold on to your hats...
1) I don't know if you already caught on, but I am BLONDE. If there's an acrostic for that word, I represent every letter. My friends and family will bear witness to my intense gullibility and how quickly I catch on to things; which resembles a traffic light..
YELLOW = she's receiving information. Pause...
2) I love my Creator and Savior. Honest to goodness, I fail Him daily. Honestly, I don't deserve being loved by Him so. But I know that HONESTLY, TRULY I AM LOVED BY HIM...and I try to live my life like I love Him back.
"We love because HE FIRST LOVED US." 1 John 4:19
3) I have 4 brothers and 3 sisters, ages from 19 to 5. Yes. There are eight of us. Mark me, everytime we visit Walmart together, a stranger will not-very-tactfully count us by squinting and pointing. We drive a large, red 15-passenger van so that we can all ride together when we go places. I live with all seven of them in a 2,000 sq. ft. farmhouse, and can honestly say that (though I have pulled hair out on occassion) I've never been driven to insanity.
4) I'm addicted to dressings. I love dressing my food in some form or fashion, and that's weird. My favorites are real mayo (not miracle whip), tartar sauce, homemade Ranch dressing, A1 steak sauce, cocktail sauce, horseradish, salsa, bloomin' onion sauce, Salsa Ranch...etc. I dress my pastas, my sandwiches, my chili, my potatoes, my cheeseburgers, and pretty much everything else, except my cold cereal. :D
5) Unless I'm baking, I NEVER follow a recipe. Sometimes because I never have all the ingredients that it calls for. Other times because I simply don't prefer to put "that" in. I always substitute, change, and dab and dash. All my girlfriends are this way too...hmm...we should play Recipe Telephone and see what it ends up being afterwards. :)
6) I am a living paradox. To name but a few examples...
I'm quiet and don't speak very loudly. (I can get passionate enough to raise my voice and a stink!)
I love going/fellowshipping with a "church". (Sometimes, I would like to fellowship in homes and "break bread" every Sabbath)
I don't handle gruesome things very well. (I would like to be a nurse or a midwife)
I LOVE scrapbooking. (I've never finished a whole scrapbook. I basically just collect scrapbook stuff.)
I'm OCD and on top of things. (I'm not a perfectionist. I'm sometimes late. Don't look in my room. Or desk. Or car.)
I strongly dislike being a spectacle. (I stand in front of church to sing with worship band, and stand in front of teenagers to give lessons)
7) When I was 3, I talked very well and I had a good memory. I was obsessed with my Alice in Bibleland Jonah book. My poor parents...and my grandmother...and my aunts and uncles...endured that book because I made anyone and everyone read it to me. It didn't take long and I no longer asked anyone to read it to me. I did it myself! They thought I could read every word, but HONESTLY...I had memorized it. :)
8) When I was 15, I wanted to be Amish. I wanted to live in a technology-stricken existence. I wanted to cook, clean, sew, can vegetables from my garden, do laundry by hand (at 4 am!), milk cows, go to quilting bees, be wooed by an Amish boy who owned a fancy buggy and trotter, raise an Amish brood, etc.
I think I could do it. But I don't exactly DREAM about that anymore. :)
9) Per my OCD, it's almost physically and emotionally impossible for me to sit down in a room without cleaning it first.
I never sit in, or in proximity of, my room. I crash there.
No, my car is not a room.
10) I love being home and I get homesick easily.
However, knowing that I'm a "missionary" WHEREVER I am, I would still love it if the Lord allowed me to serve on a foreign mission field.
Oh my. :)
:deep voice:
Here are my CHOSEN NINE.
You have been entrusted with honesty, fellowship of nine.
Ten honest things are your mission.
Good luck. :end of deep voice:
El Gato Limon
Saramblings
Hm...
--For my Facebook friends, I AWARD...
Daniel C.
Mary B.
Anna T.
Justin H.
Barat Q.
Alex Q.
These are fun, but they take time. You don't have to, only if you can! But have fun, and I look forward to hearing your random anecdotes of honesty. :)
Follow the rules now....
1) Say thanks and give a link to the one who gave you the award.
2) Share 10 honest things about yourself.
3) Present this award to 9 other fantastically brilliant blogs of content or design, or peeps that have encouraged you.
4) Tell those 9 people they've been awarded and make sure they're informed of these guidelines.
Love, Jen
Hahaha...I'm pretty sure I remember your Amish phase. Good times were had by all.
ReplyDeleteThese were great, girl. I'm glad you don't want to be Amish anymore, we'd probably never talk! ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm with LeAnna on the Amish thing! :) This was fun!
ReplyDeleteHow funny is this: I'm 15 and currently addicted to Beverly Lewis' amish books :) Don't think I could handle it with all the little rules tho... No horseback riding... No technology... No SINGING! aaack!
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