Just Say No to the Pepper Juice

First of all I'd like to give a big thank you to Deirdra over at A Storybook World for bestowing on me the creative blog award.

How sweet!
I never thought of myself as terribly creative so this came as a big surprise.

And she's got a great blog so you should check it out. She writes fantasy and has some fantasy posts along with interviews with people in the writing world.

Now onto other pressing matters.
I have some important information to impart to you.

When have hot peppers
DO NOT wipe your hands on a napkin and than wipe said napkin over your face-more specifically the nose.
Pepper juice will waft up your nostrils and burn like all hell.

I am not really sure I have any nose hairs in my right nostril.

And you just have to ride out the pain.
It's not like you can pour water in your nostrils
and you can't use cream to make it feel better.

That's my nugget of wisdom for today!

Could Be Fun Or Not

Got my family reunion invitation in the mail today.
I don't know why I get them.
I never go.

OK, I have gone to 2 of them.
I didn't have any fun.

But, every year when I get the invite I think
maybe, just maybe this year would be different.

I did that last year with my 20 year class reunion.
I went to the 10th and it sucked so why be this one be better.

But, I always just wonder.

I have just never felt like I fit in with my family.
It's like those books where the girl says she feels like she must have been adopted cause she was nothing like anyone else in the family.

I do bear a family resemblance.
I have my dad's Nike swoosh smile.

But, that is basically where it ends.

I don't think the same way about lots of things.
I don't do much of anything the same either.

I guess I always think, they are family and I should care more than I do.
And also if I don't go, I will miss something great.
But, if I go and am bored to tears I am going to kick myself for wasting 4 hours of my life that I won't ever get back.

If my grandma was still walking the earth or rolling around in her wheelchair
I'd probably go.

That would be worth it.

But, seeing how she left us many moons ago
I can't see that happening.

I'll still keep the invite though.
Just in case.
Even though, I know in my head I won't go.

I know I am wishy washy.

I Think I May Be A Vampire

I have been thinking maybe I am a vampire and just don't know it.

OK I don't drink blood or have fangs.
So, that might count me out.

But, I hate bright light.
It actually hurts my eyes.

I could sleep all day and be good with that.

I have trouble sleeping at night.

I love garlic.
But, it's OK for vampires to eat garlic as long as they have been invited into a house.
Have you never watched "The Lost Boys"?

Maybe I am just in a transitional phase.

Maybe I need to go find Blade and get some of his fake blood serum for when the transformation is complete.

But, maybe it really is like "The Lost Boys" and I will stay in the transition phase until I make my first kill.

Since I have no urge to kill people, I guess I am just going to stay this way forever.

Crap!

I was really hoping to be a sexy vampire.