Disaster # 628: The time I had to go into my neighbor's yard while they were on vacation and feed their dog Flipper. Which dog did proceed to bite me smartly on the achille's tendon. Sheesh, it took me decades to get over my fear of little dogs.
Okay, this is me sending a wrecking ball into my parents' peace of mind by ditching school and getting caught (only one of a lifetime of infractions). All my friends ditched and never got caught but the ONE TIME I tried it the truant officer came right to the house and I was in hot water. Real hot water. I was supposed to be a good example and instead I was a common truant. *sigh* (I am the little figure in the cage; grounded for a month.)
This is me trying to figure out how I can run away from home and join the circus. I can already do the backbend and the splits; I'm pretty sure I can find a place there with the other freaks.
Here I am with Princess, the little pooch that belonged to a different neighbor. Did he bite me on the back of the heel too? You're darn tootin' he did. Twice. Grrrrrr, little dogs.
I did this some time ago. Seems pretty sappy after the childhood series but it is a true reflection of another part of my psyche. I have a lot of different moods. Yes.
I have to thank Judy for the Rawkin' Girl Blogger Award. I do rawk whenever I get an opportunity. But she rawks more than I do. Her blog will change you for the better. Check it out. And thanks, Judy!
And I have to thank Kelly for the Rawkin' Girl Blogger Award too. Once again, baby, YOU'RE THE ONE!! I've never met either of these women in person but I have their backs. Kelly, you are a spiritual giant. I only wish I'd been as wise as you at your age.
My understanding is that I should choose others to pass this on to; egads, five apiece if I understand correctly. Since I never, ever could do as I was told I have chosen to send all ten Rockin' Girl Blogger awards to someone who hardly ever posts to her blog (Kelly, I have no standards at all) ... ready?
TEESHA MOORE! I've chosen her because she is my hero in all things. She models the art of living her spirituality, right livelihood, kindness to all. She is not just an artist, she is a guru in the art of life. And people, only FOUR more days until the Artfest schedule goes up. Oh, thrill, and then I get to make lists and visit websites and choose. Have I mentioned yet that attending Artfest has changed my life? Well, it has. I love Artfest and will be its biggest cheerleader as long as I can. Thank you Teesha. You do rock.