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Monday, September 5, 2011

Rabid Chickens & Other Random Things

Several of my fellow Campaigners have been posting ten random things about themselves and I thought it would be nice to do that today, Labor Day (USA).

My regulars probably already know some of these things about me. The chances are even better they started some of the rumors.

Here they are in no particular order.

1. One drink and you can probably have your way with me. I'm a real lightweight in the alcohol department.

2. I've been married longer than I've been single.

3. I was very cute in my youth. Evidently, God made up for that oversight in my middle age.

4. I never cuss in public. But in private, I've been known to make longshoremen blush.

5. Clowns creep me out.

6. I'm naturally left-handed, but I've learned to be right-handed.

7. Only one item in my dreams will be in color--everything else is in black and white.

8. Greg did not marry me for my cooking ability.

9. I never meant to make writing a career. A good friend forced encouraged me to enter a writing contest and I won. The rest is history.

10. The majority of people who read this blog do so out of morbid curiosity. They can't believe I willingly live in the middle of nowhere, raise rabid chickens, and fight off scorpions daily. It's an interesting life.

Feeding time for the flocks

If we had a drinking game, which one of us would be under the table first? I need to know before I visit you. :grin:

Update: Please stop by tomorrow and meet my guest, Angelina Rain. She's going to tell us about a very special love in her life. (And he's a cutie!)


Dru said...

Love the video.

Since I don't drink, one sip would have me under the table.

Maria Zannini said...

Dru: Ref: drinking
Oh thank goodness. We can watch each other's back then. --and drink lemonade.

Su said...

I'm totally chuckling at #4; I do the same. My husband is mortified at the things I say in our house. Dropping in from the campaign!

julie fedderson said...

I hate clowns, too. And having been attacked by a banty when I was little, chickens sort of scare me, too. I'm apparently sort of a coward.

Clarissa Draper said...

Um, I'm afraid to ask but what is the one thing you see in color? I have no desire to raise chickens but I do want a flock of sheep. Those chickens are mad! (crazy)

J.L. Campbell said...

Hi, Maria,

Interesting stuff on the dream. Wonder what that's like. I found out in adulthood that I too was left-handed, but my mother slapped that out of my early on. Apparently, in our culture lefties are a lot less special than those who use their right hand.

jackie b central texas said...

Marie it is always so much fun to read your randomness.

I too curse like a longshoreman, too bad do not only confine my language of choice to the privacy of my own home like you do.

I can believe you like living out in the middle of nowhere, nowhere is lots more fun for me than middle of a huge metropolitan city as I was raised and happy as a clam for first 6 years of life out of town with a pasture as my playground.

Mason Canyon said...

Always fun to learn more about you. Not much of a drinker myself anymore so probably a glass or two of wine would have me nodding off to sleep. Fun video. Have a great day.

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Maria Zannini said...

Su: Nice of you to stop in. I only swear when I hurt myself. Unfortunately, I tend to hurt myself a lot. :)

Julie: The thing to remember about chickens is that they're...chicken. Rarely will they stand up to a human unless it's a rooster with a vendetta.

Clarissa: It's always something different, but I've learned to pay attention because it's usually important in some way.

JL: I have the nuns to thank for my right-handedness. I don't mind too much because it taught me to become ambidextrous, but I wish I'd been given a choice.

Jackie: I'm thinking and praying for you, hon. Wildfires are sweeping across so much of Texas right now. The winds have made things worse. Take care.

Mason: I wish I could belly up to the bar like so many of my friends--instead I end up the designated driver. That's probably why I had so many invitations to go 'drinking'. LOL.

Nicole Zoltack said...

I'm probably that much of a lightweight now - I haven't been able to drink for over three years now due to pregnancies and breastfeeding.

I tend to let my husband do the cooking, I do the baking.

Fellow campaigner here - we're in the same dystopian fiction group. I write just about everything - from PBs on up to adults. Looking forward to getting better acquainted!

Anonymous said...

I love your randomness my friend!

Living in the middle of nowhere sounds divine and if one drink does you in... well, it's a good thing I don't like drinking games ;)

LD Masterson said...

Um, but I really wasn't planning on having my way with you. (Is that a requirement? Oh dear. So awkward.)

But I see now why you need a "Beware of Attack Chickens" sign.

Maria Zannini said...

Nicole: Maybe when my hubby decides to live with me again, I can push the cooking duties to him. (that's my evil plan, anyway.)

Raelyn: I'm always afraid I'm going to end up giving someone the password to my Swiss bank account. It's a shame I don't remember it sober. :p

Linda: Are you sure? Because I've always suspected you'd take advantage of me if you could.

LD Masterson said...

Oh sweetie, now you've got me all a twitter.

Maria Zannini said...

Linda: LOL. I do have that effect on people.

Angela Brown said...

I found the note Tank left on my porch. I keep trying to tell you that it wasn't me who said anything about your cooking *wink wink*.

Elana Johnson said...

Oh my heck. Clowns are the worst! So glad we have that in common.

Renee Miller said...

Clowns are very creepy, that is why IT is a good tool to teach your children to respect you. One wrong move and you'll hire Pennywise for their next birthday. What? Don't tell me no one else does that...

Also, I'm a lightweight when it comes to alcohol as well. My friends find my inability to function after a couple of drinks quite amuzing.

I swear in public and in private. But I try not to, unless someone makes me really mad.

Kurt said to tell you he's not with me for my cooking either. And he's not here for any other housewife-type skills either. Actually he's wondering why it is that he stays.

It's my sense of humor and my kickass legs, I tell him.

I didn't know about your lefthandedness or your dreams. That's quite cool. My youngest is a lefty and we don't try to change it. I actually had to learn to tie shoes lefthanded (there is a difference) to teach her how to do it. Boy, was that fun.

So, what color shows up in your dreams, or does it change? That's really cool. I don't know if I dream in any colors...I'll have to make a note.

My captcha is: sitingro *giggles*

James Garcia Jr said...

OMG, Maria! That was hilarious. I was swearing just reading your post!!

The answer to your question is I have a high tolerance for alcohol. However, I know this trick! Anyone who hopes to get fresh with you beneath that table ends up "feeding" the rabid chickens.

Nice try! I've got my eye on you, Zannini!!


Angelina Rain said...

lol, very entertaining random facts.

I'm left-handed too, and my cooking is horrible, and clowns creep me out also, and I'm a lightweight. Wow, are we related? lol

Maria Zannini said...

Angela: And Tank was always the good boy. :shakes head:

Elana: I'm not too crazy about flying monkeys either.

Renee: It's always a different object. It could be a flower, or a stone, or a piece of paper. But it's always one thing that's in color. I don't always know why, but I've learned to pay attention in case my addled subconscious is trying to tell me something.

Ref: Kurt
It's the sex, Renee. We're just here for the sex. ;-)

Jimmy: Aw, I wouldn't feed you to the chickens. But my little bitty 130lb rottweiler now... LOL.

Angelina: There's a reason we're good friends. :)

Debbie said...

I think I'd be under the table first - one sniff and that's it! And how about those free cookies/buscuits I was promised on your Twitter profile? :)

Actually I'm a fellow campaigner in the paranormal group, who also gets the creeps with clowns. It's a pleasure meeting you Maria and I look forward to seeing more of your posts.

Mike Keyton said...

After two pints there's a soft slur to my voice and that's it. From there on I can drink a fair bit with little noticeable effect, other than becoming a little more benign, smile a lot and then fall asleep. Perfect guest really. Just tuck me under the table and forget I'm there :)

Enid Wilson said...

What does Greg have to say about your cooking ability now? Good to know more about it.

Every Savage Can Reproduce

Maria Zannini said...

Debbie: Did I mention they were dog cookies? :) Woof.

Mike: I'll let Iko keep you warm. He likes sleeping under the table too. He'll even warn you of any impending scorpion attack.

Enid: Greg remains kind about my cooking. It's never killed anyone (that I know of) but Martha Stewart I'm not.

Sarita said...

What a fun post! I've learned a lot, and giggled over a few. Thanks for making me smile this morning!

When my sweet man asked me to marry him, one of the first things I admitted was I couldn't cook. He smiled, and said, "That's okay. I can." It's good to know Vito loved me for something other than my cooking ability. :)

Hope you're not in the path of the wildfires. Sending good thoughts your way.

Anonymous said...

Hi! Nice to meet you. I'm in your Dystopian group. (I'm a little late getting around and introducing myself, though.) This Campaign will be a ton of fun. :) I loved your ten facts. That's way too cool that you can write with your right hand!

Barbara Ann Wright said...

You'd be under first. I don't drink at all. And I agree about the clowns. I knew chickens were rabid...they've always seemed suspicious.

Maria Zannini said...

Sarita: Victor was the best. You were blessed.

Madeleine: Howdy, Madeleine. I'm a little late getting around too. But my schedule is starting to loosen up so maybe it'll get better. Thanks for popping in.

Barbara: Chickens are very untrustworthy, but they're easily distracted. Ooh, look. Shiny.

Hey, are you near any of the fires?

Anonymous said...

One time I trailed off in the middle of a conversation and said "Wow, I just dropped the f-bomb tons of times, haven't I?"

Those present just nodded.

The chickens are awesome. Like a rabid bunch of winged land-sharks in a feeding frenzy.

By the way, you'd probably win. I'm such a lightweight it's pathetic.

Barbara Ann Wright said...

I'm pretty close to the Bastrop fire. Saw the smoke from that one and the one near Lake Travis, but so far, nothing's coming too close to us.