Oilfield Trash is the Shizz Fo'Shure!

This award is so pretty! Look at it, isn't it lovely? Thanks Oilfield! If any of my peeps still hasn't discovered this blogger, please I urge you go now! Here's his link. Poor guy, he's been stuck at 98 followers, and you know what? There's nothing worse than being right there, just about to reach the 3 digits then suddenly stalllllllll. I'm telling you, Oilfield is the best kept secret. It's like I'm watching him grow right before my eyes, his posts and stories just keep getting better and better!

And of course there's rules. I just covered the first one, which is to thank the giver. And I'll say it again: Thanks Oilfield! My day has been made. ツ

This award also has a fun side (for me at least, because I get to talk about ME!) and answer these questions: 

1. If you blog anonymously, are you happy doing this?  If you aren't anonymous, do you wish you started out anonymously, so that you could be anonymous now?

I ran my first blog openly. My family, friends, co-workers and mainly race fans read it. In a way it was cool, just about every race a fan would approach me telling me he'd been reading my blog daily for years and I think it even made my husband proud to see people asking me for my autograph because of it. But also, because of it I had to censor myself to a total and utter point of boredom.

After 4 years of blogging as me, my real me - I put an end to it and created Miss Nikki.  And she's bad ass! Much more loud and outgoing than I'd ever be! I would highly recommend to anybody starting a blog to do so anonymously! All the way!

2. Describe an incident that shows your inner stubborn side.

When I was in high school (I won't tell you the year, because well some of my readers are actually born about the time I graduated (oh my bones) yeah, that bad) I switched province half way. My parents were going through a divorce and I picked my dad. Against all odds. My mom put up quite the battle. None of my sisters followed be, I became outcast. But I stood my ground.

Also, changing schools, and provinces was sweet. I never should have graduated! I'd failed major courses such as physics and history. I told them I'd lost ALL my files, not only did they believed me they made me skip a grade! All I had to do for the last 2 years of high school was pass 1 of each per year math, French and English plus any 4 other class of my choosing! I have a high school diploma with zero credits in: physics, chemistry, history, algebra, etc. If that is not being stubborn I don't know what is!

What do you see when you really look at yourself in the mirror?

Spots. Every time I take a good look at myself I'm convinced I have skin cancer. I try to avoid looking too much in the mirror and trust my husband that I look great!

What is your favourite summer cold drink?

I love a good cold beer. I'm Canadian, it's in my DNA. I also love a very chilled glass of Pinot Grigio... Oh ok, and water. Plain old tap water on ice, nothing beats agua!

When you take time for yourself, what do you do?

Jump on my computer, read blogs, write stories... I also love to just chill with a good book, some tunes in the background and a glass of Pinot! (Shit, why save the good stuff for just a few months of the year, right?)

Is there something that you still want to accomplish in your life?

I want to learn to speak Spanish fluently. I want to learn to love my man. I want to enjoy being, just simply being and not always chasing adventures and experiences, you know be more fuckin' zen. I want to get to the point with my mother where she'll finally accept me, and forgive me since she still to this day does not accept the fact I chose my dad over her.

When you attended school, were you the class clown, the class overachiever, the shy person, or always ditching?

I was the class clown who was always over-achieving and joining every club and committee to compensate the fact that I was so totally shy... Shit, I even ditched school for a whole week so I could accept my first paying job as a clown for our Winter carnival. That was the shits!

If you close your eyes and want to visualize a very poignant moment in your life, what would you see?

The moment I met Booby (that's my husband, only I hate the term husband since it makes me feel too old and responsible). It was one of those earth shattering moments. Where he walked out of a crowd just as I was walking towards it and we spotted each other and then time stood still. We walked towards each other and I felt drawn like if I knew I was there to meet up with him. We held on to each other for 2 hours as we introduced ourselves to each other. He told me he loved me. Told his friends he'd finally met the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with.

Is it easy for you to share your true self in your blog, or are you more comfortable writing posts about other people and events?

My blog is mainly about me. I find when I write about other people and events I become too nagging, or soap-boxish. Like if I know what's best and those posts don't come out as interesting as how others do it. Unless I give it a total twist like my previous post. I had fun doing that one and it came out of nowhere!

If you had the choice to sit down and read a book or talk on the phone, which would you do and why?

Read a book. I hate talking on the phone. I'm a mega phone spaz. I really am. I'm like a social clutz and never know what to say... Whereas a book? I love a good story. I totally allow myself to get wrapped up in them and usually need over a week before I start a new one.

AND NOW THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR:

I want to share this award with... (drum roll)

1. Laura from Fetch My Flying Monkeys
2. Peachy from Being Peachy
3. The Simple Dude in a Complex World
4. Brian Miller from WaystationOne

Come back tomorrow... I have another award to give out!!!  Can't dish out all the good in one day!

p.s. My blog has moved, but you may not have noticed it. I'm now at mycyberhouserules.com