Attack of the Memes

I’ve been tagged, so I thought I would roll both memes into a single post to demonstrate how efficient I am. I can do two things at once, like chew gum and leap through the cat door, or attack Dirty Girl while composing symphonies, and sudoku puzzles while listening to Jon Stewart.

Liv tagged me for The Starbucker Meme!

Here’s an opportunity to let your creativity flow. Tell us:

1. How full is your glass?
2. What kind of glass is it?
3. What’s in the glass?
4. Reasons for #1, #2, and #3?

My answers

1. Why does it have to be a damn glass? Why place all these unnecessary restrictions on yourself? Life is fluid, and should be completely unrestricted by the boundaries of reality. Oh you still want to confine me to an answer? Fine. My glass is not a glass, but a bowl and like life, the liquid level fluctuates based on the need to drink or sober-up.
2. It’s an Italian bowl, colorfully glazed. Why so obnoxious? So the bipeds can see it when they walk through the kitchen and avoid kicking the damn thing over.
3. Usually water and a wine cork. For more rambunctious evenings, an express martini.
4. 1. The liquid level fluctuates because life is not static. Shit Things happen and the balance shifts daily. The thing about bowls, is they serve as watering stations to the masses, not the individual. 2. I don’t know, some preconceived notion of the Mister and Missus. It’s not like they take me shopping. 3. Okay the cork is for my depth perception issues. It shows me where the water level is. Otherwise I headbutt the bowl until the Missus has no choice but to mop the floor. As for the express martini, let me just say, I am all about the cream, baby!

In July, the delightfully, considerate Lynn, at Tired Mama, was kindhearted to award me and Missus Chica with the Thoughtful Blogger Award, and the Creative Blogger Award.

You can read more about both those awards here.

Thanks, Lynn! You are are a real sweetheart. I’ve been mulling over these for a few weeks now, and I suppose there’s no time like the present to confess my deepest darkest feelings…It’s hard to choose just five other bloggers to nominate. Many of us read in the same internet circles and I would probably nominate someone who had already been nominated, in addition to passing the award back to the wonderful woman who nominated me.

So there, I guess I’m breaking the chain. I hope you will find it in your hearts to forgive me. And Lynn, thanks for thinking of me!