It's a Major Award!

My new friend, Emmy, over at One Day at a Time, has bestowed an award upon me. Emmy is a flute playing, Fossil wearing, Mac loving, true blue BYU fan. That makes her practically perfect. But there's more: Emmy is a mother of two beautiful children (one of which is a red headed little heart melter), and she'll be bringing another beautiful little soul into the world later on this year. If you don't know Emmy, swing by, and bask in the comfortable warmth of her view on the world.

Emmy has awarded me the Happy 101 award. I love this one. Happiness means a lot to me, and if any of you out there ever leave my blog with a smile, then my work is done.

The rules of acceptance are:

1. Thank the person giving the award.

THANKS EMMY!

2. Copy the award to your blog.

Done.

3. Place a link to their blog.

4. Name 7 things that people don't know about you. (See below)

5. Nominate 7 bloggers.

6. Place a link to those bloggers.

7. Leave a comment, letting those bloggers know about the award.

Seven things you don't know about me...

Hmmm...that's hard. What haven't I told you?

You know I sleep with slippers on. You know I sleep with a stuffed penguin. You know I once squirted "Devil's Spit" hot sauce up my nose. You know I walked in on my wife on our honeymoon, while she was sitting on the toilet, and asked her, in my sexiest voice, what she was doing. You know I once rode my bike into the side of the house, at full speed, because I failed to understand the principle of inertia and thought the rubber tires would make me bounce off the wall. You know I once put a giant suction cup on my chest, and gave myself a hickey that lasted for three months....what else is there....

1. I changed the side that I part my hair on when I was twenty. (Boy, I'm reaching...) This was facilitated  by the fact that I thought that a half inch was much longer than it actually is, and after I ran the clippers down the center of my head, I was pretty much committed to shaving the rest of it off. It seemed like a good time for a fresh start. 

2. Despite the fact that I'm a pretty good speller, it just took me five tries to spell fascillitated, I mean facillitated, I mean fasilitated, I mean facsillitated, I mean facilitated, in that last paragraph. 

3. My life was saved, miraculously, when I was a newborn. 

4. I used to rollerblade inside the empty post office, in the middle of the night, across the street from the convenience store I was working at, in Cedar City, Utah -- while I was supposed to be minding the store. 

5. I'm a direct descendant of Charlemagne -- so say the geneaologists. 

6. I taught myself the guitar and the piano, but I really want to learn the fiddle. 

7. As a child, I ate butter by the stick. This makes me want to throw up, every time I think about it. Go ahead, say it: "That explains everything!"

As for the rest of the requirements, give me a couple of days to come up with a good list of bloggers. 

In the mean time, I have a question -- if I were to make an award out of this:

Would you:

A. Accept it?

B. Not be offended by it?

C. Post it proudly on your blog?