Fully Alive…Ready to Smile

It has been a long time since I’ve been given a blogging award (it’s been a long time since I’ve deserved one, too…perhaps if I would BLOG!)  Yesterday I was given this “Rockstar Award” by the lovely Quirky.  I am incredibly honored to receive such an esteemed award.  It means more to me than being given awards such as the “Nicest Person of the Year Award” or “Most Intelligent Girl I Know Award,” and possibly even more than “Girl with the Awesomest Hair Award”…if there was such.  Not that I’m not deserving of those, ahem, but this one is a little more suited to me (but obviously not as suitable as the “I Sound Like the Vainest Person on the Planet Award”)!

Now I’m supposed to tell y’all why I’m a rockstar.  Well that’s easy!

1. I have hair like a rockstar.  Nuf said!
2. Okay, well point #1 was enough for me, but maybe not for everyone else, so…I remember every lyric and note to every song I’ve ever heard and can sing along with it until the end of eternity and nothing (well almost nothing) gives me greater fulfillment than hitting that AWESOME final note in a very complicated and melodic verse of a song.  Happy sigh!  (often heard by me…”I TOTALLY just rocked that!” and then Jer high-fives me!)
3. As you’ve gathered by #2…I LOVE to sing!!!
4. I get CRAZY when a song I love comes on (ask my kids!  And every song is “like totally like my favorite song EVER!”
5. I love to party!  I party like a rockstar.  Minus the drugs.  And vast amounts of alcohol.  And crazy *orgies*.  Okay, so I don’t actually party LIKE a rockstar, but I like to party…my own way.  Mostly with vast amounts of cheesecake.  So one day I’ll be partying like a LARGE rockstar wannabe!
6. I’m a people person.  I love people.  I live in fun country.  I want all people to live in fun country and laugh and sing and love!  :D (and now I sound a bit like a hippie, too, which I’m not)

Okay so I’m supposed to award this to those bloggers that I think are Rockstars!  Even though I haven’t read blogs for a really long time and I think ALL my blogging friends are rockstars, I’d like to pass this along to…

runlindayrun

Sublime Happiness

Temporary Insanity

Jo Beaufoix

Chateau LaCar

and of course…Quirky.

I’m a country girl, perhaps not THAT country, as in the above mentioned song, but I like to think I’ve got me some roots.  I grew up on an acreage with lots of big trees, plenty of room to run around, places to build forts, and lots of fun old buildings that made the world of make believe incredible.  And now, as an adult, I’m dreaming of moving to the country again, having a yard (with trees), a garden, and a tractor.

Perhaps I don’t really LOOK like the type to fit into that scene, and truthfully, I haven’t quite figured out yet how my wardrobe will work out for me, but I’ll probably have to modify, lol!  Not to mention, at the first sign of a breeze I’m sure I’ll be having some kind of conniption about my hair being messed up.  I don’t think they make hairspray for country living…at least not for our part of the country where warm weather usually means some wind.  Sigh.

I’ve decided I’m going to be a redneck…with style!  If that’s even possible.  In the attempt to begin the transformation, I’ve started listening to country music.  Or maybe I’m just getting lame in my old age, but whatever the case, I’ve noticed that country music has a *thing* for tractors!  Let me tell you, there is nothing more redneck than having a tractor and thinking it’s sexy!  Buuuutttt…somehow, some way, these songs have made me yearn, nay, OBSESS about getting a tractor of my very own.  It was at the moment I realized that I HAD to have a tractor, that I decided to just embrace the inevitable fact…if I get one, think it’s sexy and listen to music about it, I WILL be a redneck!

So if I’m gonna be one, I’ll be one with some flair!

I’m thinking pink.  With a bucket in the front so I can dig and move stuff.  Maybe a little something like this…

Ain’t she perty?!  Makes my heart beat just a little faster.  I’m seriously considering starting a pink tractor savings fund.  I told Jer he could buy me one for my 30th birthday.  THAT would be an awesome gift!!

And the transformation would be complete!  Hehe.