It's Pretty Much the Plastic Soccer Statue of Blogging

If you could see me right now, you'd know I am typing in a beautiful, golden, sparkly formal dress complete with heels and one of those purses so small and fancy that it doesn't actually hold anything except enough lip gloss to make a mess when I drop it in my lap.

Actually, I am in some old jeans and a (formerly) white hoodie with pumpkin bread batter on the sleeves. Oh yeah.

But good news!

Queen B, who is a real blogger and not even someone I pay to read the blog, has passed along a very special award. She was dazzled with my kreativity and frequent references to food. 

Ta da:

In exchange for this award (who has ever heard of an award with strings attached?) I have to tell six things that make me happy.

And I'm going to attempt to do this without mentioning friends and family, because of course they make me happier than anything and it would consume the majority of this post and my tears might cause water damage to the laptop.

And I am already at my quota for water-damaged technology this year. 

1. Clean sheets. I love everything about them and if I could wash and change my sheets every day, I would.

This is somewhat ironic, because although I am the washer of the sheets, I am not allowed to put them on the bed because I do it "wrong."

So wrong, in fact, that last time, Brad wouldn't even let me be in the same room with him while he put them on the bed. He thought I would "try to help and mess things up like usual."

I could either a) have my feelings hurt, or b) rejoice in the fact that I never have to make my bed.

2. Coffee. My love for coffee is dark-roasted, strong, and hot. Sometimes I get excited to go to bed, knowing that I am that much closer to waking up and being filled with warmth.

2a. Coffee creamer. My current favorite is Cinnamon Bun and I am rotating it with Hazelnut Biscotti and Eggnog. I like them with a little Splenda to round out my artificial flavors and fake chemical intake by 6 a.m.

2c. I do not like iced coffee. See #5.

3. A perfectly relaxing afternoon: Putting on a great movie and settling in to bake and cook uninterrupted for a few hours.

This has happened approximately once in my entire life.

A girl can dream.

4. Black Friday Shopping

And yes, I would say this even if it wasn't coming up in FOUR DAYS OH MY GOSH. 

I am already fantasizing about my 6 a.m. Peppermint Mocha, unbelievable deals, a cozy lunch, and family fun along with the rest of America. 

Oh, and I also like shopping the other 364 days of the year.

5. Being warm.

I don't care if it's at a beach (preferable), because of seat warmers (high-maintenance, but true) or thanks to my mattress-pad warmer (best gift EVER.)

But I love heat. I would rather sweat to death than freeze, thank you very much.

And I start to freeze at about 79 degrees.

Which is only about 20 degrees different than Brad's freezing point.

Good times.

6. Running.

I am not a glutton for punishment, but I do love a good, long run. 

I love breathing in cool air outside and how the monotony of the steps puts my body on cruise control, freeing my mind to pray, think, and organize (I use that term loosely.)

I've said it once and I'll say it again, I've never regretted going for a run, but I almost always regret skipping one.

(That's it for Deep Thoughts in 2008).

Ok, the last string to this Kreativ Award is that I have to pass it along.

I'm passing it right along to Jules at The Roost.

She is amazingly gentle and humble and hilarious and full of truth all at the same time. And if you haven't met Mr. Perfect...well, you should.

Thanks again, QB!