One of my favorite authors, Jennifer Wells, just received this award. If you aren't familiar withe her work, shame on you! She is the amazing author behind Magick Charm and Practically Dreaming, both available at Amazon.com. She was kind enough to share the love and nominate me.
So, the rules for accepting this award are as follows:
- Link back to the person who gave me the award.
- Answer the following questions.
- Nominate ten bloggers for the award.
- Link my nominees to the post and let them know about the award.
Now, for the questions!
What is your favorite Christmas/festive movie?
The Nutcracker Prince. I love the ballet, too, don't get me wrong. It's amazing, especially if you get to see it at The Kennedy Center. When I was younger, we moved around a lot because my mom was an officer in the USAF. We lived in northern Japan (Misawa Air Force Base) for 3 years. This is where I discovered the movie, at a Shoppette not far from my house. I rented the hell out of this movie, every chance I got. I love the music (I listen to it all the time) and visually, it's a wonderful representation of the story of The Nutcracker Prince. It's one of the few kid movies (besides Disney, let's be real here) that I still own and quested to find on DVD. Yeah, I found it. That's right. Booyah.
What is your favorite flower?
Crap. What is my favorite flower? Hm. Well, I love those roses are yellow except at the top of the petal, where they're more of a red/pink. I call them fire roses, cause I have no idea what they are actually named. I love moonflowers (I used to grow them on my balcony in my apartment. Boy, I loved how they smelled in the evenings.) I guess that's them.
What is your favorite non-alcoholic beverage?
Chai Tea. Regular iced tea is a close second, but I am totally addicted to chai. Yum.
What is your passion?
Reading and writing (they go hand in hand, don't you think?) I'm a (self)published author. You can find my collection of poetry, Pieces of the Soul, on Amazon. I'm an editor (my poor editees, I think I make them crazy), and I probably ready somewhere between 75-150 books a year, depending on what's going on. Which reminds me, I'm behind this year. All that editing! I am slowly also working on a novel (yeah, yeah, yeah Sam and J Sunny. One of these days.)
What is your favorite time of year?
When it isn't blazing hot. No, seriously, I can't pick one part of the year as my absolute favorite. I love spring because I love to see how everything comes back from winter. I love how blue the sky is in summer and the beautiful days you can have (just not the ones that feel like you're in a sauna). I love fall because I love the changing of the leaves. I love winter because I love how blue the sky is - but different from summertime - and the crispness of the air.
What is your favorite time of day?
I'm with Jennifer Wells: Night. I am so not a morning person, either. Just ask any of my coworkers. If I haven't had some of my chai yet, I can't even talk to them. If I'm cranky, they tell me to shush and drink more of my chai to be be human. I am such a non-morning person that I just bought a Keurig to take to work. Chai all day long? Yes, please!
What is your favorite physical activity?
You are joking, right? Huh. Well... I do love to swim. Not in the laps and laps kind of way, but splash around and cool down and have fun kind of way. You know, Marco Polo and all that. I also do like to take walks when the weather is nice. It's a shame you don't count crossword puzzles as a physical activity. When you're stumped, it seems awfully physical. Course, that could just be me throwing the pen and the white out across the room...
What is your favorite vacation?
One where I can relax, sleep in some, take pictures, and read! Yeah, I know. I'm easy. :-)
Here are some of my favorite bloggers and my nominees for the Sunshine Award:
2. Kary Rader
3. Kinley Baker
4. Lynn Rush
5. Jean Murray, over at Wicked Romance
6. Kara DeCarlo, over at Kara Paints
7. Nes Mulheren at Between Occupations
8. Amber, Head Pixie, at Swamp Pixie Herbal
9. Kym at Thinking in vain