Honestly Bloggin

Honey Libra bestowed an honest blogger award on me *insert applause here*. Here are the rules:

When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back.

Choose a minimum of 7 blogs (or more) that you find brilliant in their content or design.

Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Honest Weblog’. (I’m lazy as hell today yall…hopefully they’ll stop by and read this post and get the idea, I don’t feel like leaving all those comments)

Show a picture of those who awarded you and those you give the prize (optional).

List [if you can and or dare] at least ten honest things about yourself. And then, pass it on.

My seven:

AR Gal

Dream and Hustle

Buppie Chicks

Amethyst Clouds (that lazy thing again…I’m reading, but just haven’t gotten around to adding to my blogroll)

Wonderwoman

Southern Girl

Gunfighter

Ten honest things about me:

1 ) I used to be a Michael Jackson super-stan…back when he was still recognizably human. I collected all kinds of memorabilia, and I own every single Michael jackson, Jackson 5, and The Jacksons album ever released.

2 ) I try to avoid drinking directly out of cups. I’d rather drink out of a straw. Something about drinking right out of the glass makes me get the heebie jeebies and want to reach for the cold sore medication.

3 ) I’ve had sex on the 50 yard line of a football field. When I was a sophomore in college, I ran into my high school boyfriend on a trip back home (we’d been talking here and there throughout the semester) and he still remembered the code to open the fence around the field from when he was on the team.

4 ) I got arrested when I was 19 for grand larceny and spent a night in jail. The charges were dropped after the store surveillance tape was reviewed and proved my innocence.

5 ) Back in high school I lied to get some chick fired because I found out that she had a thing for my dude and was trying to break us up

6 ) My dad taught me how to roll a joe and how to spot bad weed when I was 12 or so. He thought that was an important lesson. I don’t smoke the ganja, but I’ll never forget those lessons

7 ) My mom complains about having been a victim throughout her whole marriage, but she doesn’t know that I know she cheated on my dad more than he cheated on her

8 ) In middle school I wished I was white a few times just so how I looked would match my voice. I got tired of hearing that I sounded like a white girl. Now I get told I sound like “Becky with a little soul”, and it’s cool. I wouldn’t change the color of me for anything.

9 ) I have NO idea how to play checkers. I’ll throw down on a chess board and I’ll even fuck you up in a game of Chinese Checkers,  but put the red and black things in front of me and all hell breaks loose in my mind.

10 ) The name given to me at birth by my dad was Scherezadah. Thank you Lord for my mother’s good sense not to let that fly.