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weirdness all around

i got a new award from my friend, dysFUNctional mom...yeah...it's one of ths super fun awards bc it says i'm creative (so creative it's misspelled).  

so i'm to tell you some random things about me...

1.  i hate doors that are opened.  i like all the cabinet doors and room doors closed.  weird.
2.  i was a clown, Giggles, in a clown ministry with my Dad, Crackles, for years.
3.  new things that are shiny are boring...love them old and rusty looking.
4.  i don't like my dog...she annoys me...barks all the time and i'm keeping her bc my #2 loves her sooooo much.  (it's true).
5.  i'm married to my dream husband...i mean that.
6.  my girls names in initial form are PBJS; peanut butter and jelly sandwich...not intentional, but fun. 

and, if you're reading this...you're tagged too!!!  come on and join the fun!

Comments

Anonymous said…
congrats!
Karen said…
Congratulations! I am that way about doors sometimes too.
Anonymous said…
Congratulations, you do deserve this award. I love your blog! I too like doors closed. I always laugh when my husband is in the kitchen..every cabinet door is open until he is finished! I too like old things!
junglemama said…
Congrats! You deserve it!
Mamarazzi said…
so much fun to read more about you.

love the PBJS super cute!
I love that you were a clown! I've always thought that would be a lot of fun, and rewarding. We just saw a clown at a festival tonight and I was thinking about that!
My kids' initials spell SEAT. Not nearly as fun as yours. LOL
Carrie said…
My clown name was Lolli! However, I retired my spirit gum and pond's long ago!

PBJS--too funny!
Lindsay said…
Those are great! I can totally relate...except for the closed door thing. You really are strage!

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