It is my pleasure to introduce you to Persnickety Ticker:
**Your Blog(s): http://persnicketyticker.blogspot.com/ and http://crazyladysawwhat.blogspot.com/
**What does your blog say about you? What doesn’t my blog say about me? I pretty much let it all hang out. All my feelings, thoughts, and wacky randomness that just is my life. I hope it says…or for that mater SHOUTS out to the whole world…exactly who I am. I’m pretty open about myself on there, slightly guarded about my child and pretty much bluntly honest about everything else.
**What is your favorite part about blogging? That other people actually think I am funny even when I am not related to them.
**What DON’T you like about blogging? I don’t like that I haven’t earned a million dollars from blogging yet. I see bloggers everyday that have corporate sponsors or invites to conventions and whirlwind trips and thousands of readers and I sit back and say to myself, “WTF am I doing wrong?” Not that I am bitter or anything. (Call me corporate sponsors!!!) Or looking at blogging as a get rich quick sceme. I know it isn’t. I just know that I am at least as half as funny or interesting as those I see out there. Actually more, because I have seen some really bad blogs. Seriously. Some people shouldn’t be let near a computer. I guess I just haven’t been doing it long enough or often enough. Hell, at this point it would be nice to earn enough from my adsense that they would at least cut me a check, hehehe.
**Any blog-types out there that turns you off of reading? As far as blogs that irritate me to the point of not reading? The ones that don’t use the spell check that is so very obviously available. Proofreading works, People! OK, I’m gonna go lock that inner English teacher back in her cage and beat her with a rubber hose to quiet her now.
**Does your blog personality match your offline personality? I’d like to say I’m tamer than I come across but that would just be bald faced lie.
**Does your family know you blog? Why / Why Not? Some do. Some wouldn’t know what a blog was if it bit ‘em in the ass. The family that reads thinks I am hilarious. ::cougholdersistercough:: Then there is the family that reads occasionally but never comments. ::coughyoungersisterbitchcough:: Then there is my poor old dear sweet mother (watch your step, that’s a huge puddle of dripped sarcasm there) who is lucky to be able to successfully check her email on her dinosaur of a PC. Then there are my friends, which are the best family anyone could ask for, and my regular readers whom I love with all my heart ::wink::
** What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re NOT blogging? I actually have a job, and a business for that matter. I make jewelry and sell it. Online for right now, but am looking into other means of peddling my goods. (That sounded way dirtier on paper than it did in my head.)
** What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re NOT blogging? I actually have a job, and a business for that matter. I make jewelry and sell it. Online for right now, but am looking into other means of peddling my goods. (That sounded way dirtier on paper than it did in my head.)
** How often do you blog? I never stop blogging. Seriously. I have this little notebook that I carry around and scribble in constantly like a crazy person. I come up with some really great stuff in the shower and right before I fall asleep, but sadly, those two activities prevent me from writing it down before my Attention Deficit Ooh Shiny kicks in.
**Tell us more about YOU!! You want serious stuff of the fantasy things that makes me seem like an incredibly well rounded, mentally stable individual? Well let’s start with the facts then. I am 33 years old. I am the mother of a 5 year old girl. My daughter was born at 23 weeks gestation weighing 1 pound and 5 ounces. I died giving birth to her, she was born dead. (We are feeling much better now, thanks.) She was my 27th miscarriage. I’ve been dead for longer than 5 minutes 8 times in my life. I was born with a birth defect in my heart that wasn’t discovered until I was 20 years old. I have had 3 heart attacks. I am a survivor no matter what tries to kill me. I am not sure how I do it, I just do. Yes I have seen the light at the end of the tunnel and have even been on the other side of it, but that is another story for another time and place. I find humor in adversity. I am a riot at funerals. I use humor and laughter as a defense mechanism. I don’t know when to stop talking. I get loud and obnoxious at times, but thankfully have friends and family that can reign me in. “I’d like to teach the world to siiiinnnng, in perfect harm-o-neeee.” I occasionally break out into song at completely inappropriate times that embarrass the crap out people. I love to watch them squirm. I feed off of other people’s humor like most people breathe. I need funny in my life or I fall apart. My daughter provides me with endless mirth and frustration, all of which provides me with blog fodder. I cuss a lot. Both in person and on my blog. I am not a perfect mother or person or daughter or friend, but I try my best and that is all anyone can do. I sometimes don’t know when to shut up. This is not one of those times, so I am going to quit boring Grandy’s readers into drool-drowning puddles of ruined keyboard goo. If anything you read here interests you, feel free to stalk me too. One can never have too many stalkers. Thanks to Grandy for the interview and the interest in sharing me with others like the herpes. Hopefully I have only been mildly irritating and have only bothered you intermittently. Cheers!
Thank you, Persnickety, for sharing your AMAZING story and your heart with us all. I love that you have shared so openly and honestly with me and my readers. We can all learn a little about perspective from what you have shared with us. Your approach to adversity is one that I have always shared and admired.
Readers, make sure you go say HI to Persnickety at one of her sites!!
10 comments:
See? I have bored your readers into a non commenting stupor. WooHoo...oh wait...that might not be a good thing huh?
Thanks for sharing me. I feel all exposed now, but in a good way!
::Rips off housecoat and flashes across Grandy's blog:: WOOHOO!!
Great interview...I love reading persnickety, she is a funny girl...and yes, she likes to cuss. :) She makes me blush too.
Can you imagine spending your high school years with this broad? We got into a lot of trouble sitting in the back of English class. We feed each others' need for snark. It's an addiction that requires no rehab.
My goodness. I'm just speechless! I'm convinced, though, that "Persnickety" has 9 lives--no, make that like 15. Do you like fish? ;-)
What a fun and crazy read. I'm wondering if you stole the show from Grandy... Nah, I'm loyal to my ole Grandy. Have to have my "Grandy fix"!
Thanks for the entertainment--and congrats on living through all that (your daughter, too).
*smiles*
Michele
P.S. I've been thinking... Perhaps you should write comedy for TV. That's it. You'd get rich!!!
:-)
Michele
Persnickety~ Not so!! I was just late in getting the post up there.
Busy Bee~ I can always appreciate a good cusser.
Feisty~ I can only imagine!! ;)
Michele~ I know!! I was amazed too!!
Very cool! I'll be over to visit Persnickety Ticker soon. :)
Suzanne~ You MUST go see her. :)
Wow! What an incredible interview. Probably one of the most interesting ones I've ever read (and I've interviews dozens personally).
What a awesome blogger to interview GRandy! Thanks for introducing her to us. I'm off to go check her out :)
Sandy~ Hey thanks!! It was my first ever interview. :) She was a GREAT subject.
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