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Honest Scrap Award: 10 things about moi!



I’ve been tagged for the first time with the Honest Scrap Award thanks to Sheri my new blogging friend thanks to taking part in the 'Blog every day for a month' efforts.

So, what does this award mean? It means – “leftovers, fragments, discarded material, and many times truth and honesty is discarded material, considered fragments and left over.” We tell it like it is and let the scraps fall where they may.

The honorees are to: a) first list 10 honest things about yourself - and make it interesting, even if you have to dig deep! B) pass the award on to 7 bloggers that you feel embody the spirit of the Honest Scrap.

1. I love going to the salon. There is something restful and fun about playing with hair color and sharing in conversation in the atmosphere of a salon. My best friend told me the other day that I should buy stock in the local salon I frequent. Maybe so.

2. Music is so much fun that I can never decide what song, style, or artist is my favorite. Lately I've been listening to the Gypsy Kings - fun stuff!

3. Reading is one of my favorite hobbies and I'm often reading 2-3 books at a time. When I really get into a book though, I will read it constantly, putting everything on the back burner to finish it.

4. When I'm talking in the phone in my office, I doodle on my calender or whatever paper I can find.

5. I've tried and tried to find a perfume that I really love and will wear, but what I wear the most are essential oils like: patchouli, Egyptian goddess, or lemon balm.

6. When I go shopping, I always head to the clearance racks first.

7. If I go into a discount book store, I will ALWAYS buy a book.

8. I love to draw with Sharpie markers. Someday, I will have a caddy full of all the colors they make.

9. I dream of performing at the Apollo Theater or a cool jazz club. That would be an amazing experience.

10. Someday, I hope to go to England, Paris, Africa, write a book, and have a studio to tinker with music and art.



There's my ten things for now. Here's who I tag for the Honest Scrap Award: Ian,
Mary Lue, Julia, Matt, Jeff, Bawdy Wench and Neal.

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