I was nominated for the Liebster Award. Pretty exciting, right? It’s a little bit like getting a chain letter of old. Thankfully, this one didn’t come with death threats about what will happen to you if you don’t comply with the rules. At least, not a death threat that I am aware of. When I searched around the world of Google for an image of the award, I found there were several to choose from and perhaps, not any considered “official.” I did the only logical thing and drew my own:
It is an honor, though, to be nominated. My friend, Kristina, gave me the nod. We’re buddies from back in the singles ward days and both married handsome, brown guys. Our kids might be able to get tans. She has a fun time writing over on her blog, A mom in need of advice.
It took me forever to write a response post to Tina’s nomination. But, today, I knew I ought to do it when I was catching up on past XKCD cartoons and ran across this mention of livejournal.com:
Do you remember livejournal? I logged in just the other day and I remembered my credentials. This was, once upon a time, one of the places that I posted a blog. I’ve been a bit of a blog player, bouncing from site to site, setting up camp, and not staying for too long or really committing. In the end, though, I did settle down on wordpress. Lucky you, wordpress.
Anyway, I digress.
So I’m going to cheat a little bit because I’m not going to follow all of the rules. I’m just going to do the part about answering the 11 questions that Tina posted for me. Here goes. Enjoy (in case you haven’t already this far into this mighty blog post):
Why did you start blogging?
I have no clue. Because I write.
I have been blogging for almost a decade. I started up when livejournal was “happening.” I also used MSN Spaces until it was changed over to Windows Live Spaces and also blogged there. One day, for some random reason, I relocated to wordpress. When I got married, I considered moving to a new account with my married name, but it was such a hassle. Hassle, I tell you. And changing your name already has enough hoop jumping. I STILL blog today because I’m happy to have the record of my past and it gives my friend ambient awareness of my life.
When was the last time you cried?
A few minutes ago. It’s been a hard day. Dominic was up for a couple of hours last night, which he doesn’t do anymore. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong, either. So the day just started off wrong and by this afternoon, I was worn out. I felt one, little tear slide down my cheek as I was reading an email from my husband. It was a poor, exhausted tear so it slid down extra slowly. Nobody saw and I went back to the efforts of working.
What was your favorite cartoon as a kid?
This one may be a tie between Thundercats and Brave Star. If anyone else possibly remembers Brave Star, you deserve an award, and not the chain-letter kind. Something awesome like a drawing from me of a sad panda. In order to prove that you remember it, what was his horse’s name?
If you won the lottery, what would be the first thing you would buy?
A house with a yard big enough for a vegetable garden, a kitchen that is up to Chef Guapo’s standards, a master bath, decent closet space, and something like 4 bedrooms.
What is your favorite song on your iPod at the moment?
What scares you?
Having another baby.
What is your favorite post on your blog? Why?
I have no clue. I used to have the most fun with Therapy Thursdays. I used to write an imaginary dialogue between a therapist and myself. We discussed such deep things as getting enough sleep at night and doodling. Isn’t doodle such a fun word to say?
What is the last book you read?
Gone Girl. It was a twisted story with an interesting twist. I should get back in the habit of doing book reviews on my blog. They help me to remember to think critically about my reading, too.
If you could give the world once piece of advice what would it be?
Love God and keep the commandments. (It’s two, but they’re said in one sentence.)
Do you collect anything?
I used to have a sugar collection. Yeah, that’s right: sugar collection. I collected two packets of sugar from a restaurant. I don’t think restaurants really get their logos on their sugar packets anymore, though, so it wouldn’t be fun to collect a bunch of SYSCO packets. One day, I used all of those sugar packets (from all over the U.S.) to ask a boy to a high school dance. I dumped them all in a big, empty sugar bag and wrote my name on the packets, one letter per packet. The boy (I don’t remember who) had to dig through them all to find the 14 packets among hundreds and then unscramble the letters to spell lauren campbell. Oh the joys of asking to dances in Utah.
Are you a morning or night person?
I don’t know that there is another person IN THE WORLD who is less of a morning person than I am. Do you?
Thanks again for the blog nod, Tina. Much appreciated.
And what about you, internet? How would you answer these questions above?