More Stuff You Didn't Want to Know

Just for shits and giggles...er.....I mean sheets and gaggles....um... maybe it's shirts and goggles....

ReformingGeek?

Yes?

IT DOESN'T MATTER. GET ON WITH IT!

Ok.

I'm sharing with you today. That's right. After summer camp and all that Kumbayah togetherness, I'm opening up my heart and bearing all the geeky weirdness for your pointing and laughing pleasure.

Crazy Things That Have Happened To Me:
(If you want the "good stuff", you'll have to read this post.)

• I broke my leg on a swingset when I was four. I stuck my foot in the slat of the swinging carriage. The carriage swung. My leg didn't. Mom freaked out, of course. One hospital trip later, I had a fresh new cast on my leg. I learned to scoot around on my booty and I'm sure I could still beat up my little brother with my other leg, two arms, and a plastic baseball bat.
  

• I had those silly little pajamas with feet when I was a kid. Mom reminded me recently that I wore them backwards so they were all twisted around. No wonder I was complaining about how uncomfortable they were.

• My first boyfriend (that I can remember) was six-year-old Bruce. I was 10. Ha! Kidding. I was also six and I don't think he knew I was his girlfriend.

• I had to wear braces twice as a pre-teen/teen. I don't think they really knew what they were doing way back then when we traveled to and from the orthodontist in our 1970 Ford Country Squire station wagon. (Yep. That's one in the picture. Ours was green, though.)

• When I was about 10, I leaned against a sharp brick at a neighbor's house and ended up with stitches in my shoulder.

• I have broken my left wrist twice, both times falling forward and becoming one with the ground. Apparently, the ground did not find me worthy.

• Now for the deep stuff. Get your shovels handy. I am a firm believer in the following but let's just say they are often only aspirations. You will notice that my evil twin could not leave me alone while I was typing:

1. Get over yourself.

What? No. That's just not possible. My blog. My blog.

2. Treat others the way you want to be treated.
Bah Humbug.

3. Live in the present.
Dwelling on past events or always waiting for some future event isn't the key to happiness?

4. Let go of judgment; judgment of yourself and of others.
But. But. Wait. That can't be right.

5. Smile, laugh, and do something nice for somebody else every day.
You mean like telling your friend they have a hanging booger or spinach in their teeth? Or maybe not telling them? Hehe. I am very confused about this one.

6. OK.OK. At least do something nice for yourself every day.

Sheesh! That's enough of that. I'll leave you with this little "joke" I found in a recent email:

"I was walking down the road today and saw my roofer/template-author Abdul standing on his fifth floor apartment balcony shaking a carpet. I shouted up to him, "What's up Abdul, won't it fu@#$ start?."

Now, where's my wine?

This weekend I will be at an event sponsored by Hubby's work, so unfortunately, no blog fodder. That is, unless I do something especially geeky and/or goofy which almost never happens.

I wish.

Photo credit: station wagon: desertm@worldnet.att.net

Am I Evolving or Revolving, or Maybe Just Twisted?

Something has come over me. A strange, terrifying, yet exhilarating sensation. I'm starting to look at people differently. Friends and loved ones have noticed that I've developed a most annoying habit of invading their intimate space and making sniffing noises with my nose. Ummmm, the aroma makes my mouth water.

So what has happened to this geek?

It may have something to do with this:


It's understandable why I like roasting bloggers.

Pass the salt, please.

My BBFF (Best Blogging Friend Forever), Quirkyloon, has given me this special award. She made it from scratch (pun intended). I am very honored. In her post, she alluded that I may not really be a reforming geek. GASP! She explained that I am a running geek and that I am starting to have an unnatural relationship with a swimming pool. She's right. I actually watched a swimming video last week. Little did she know that the award would trigger the metamorphosis I'm experiencing.

Thank you, Quirky, you funny girl and juiciest loon of them all.


This next award was given to me by another crazy lady, Hit40 from Sane Without Drugs.


She may be more nuts than I am but that's debatable or maybe she is just delectable?

Are there brains in that cup? Please pass me that cream sauce, 'K?

Thank you, Hit40. I will be passing this one on to a few of the ladies that visit here often and leave tips although I think Hubby or Cat may have their hands in the tip jar. When I go there to get my lunch money, it's empty. Hum....

Anywhatsit, ladies, you have lovely blogs (and you smell good, too). Please enjoy your award:

Skye
Sue
Quirkyloon
Mama-face

Don't worry, guys. I'll find something for you one of these days!

But wait. There's more. I have to show you something that is making me smile. My friend gave me some cannas last fall and this one took mercy on me and actually bloomed, just this week. I'm thrilled!


And, no, I did not eat my friend.....yet.

Photo credit: blooming canna: ReformingGeek, pre-zombie.