This reminds me that I received a couple of other rewards just before my break when I was so stressed. I will go back and find them soon. I promise.
Here are the procedures;
1. Get really excited that you got the coolest award EVER!
2. Choose ONE of the following options of accepting the OMB award:
(a) Get really drunk and blog for 15 minutes straight, or for as long as you can focus.
(b) Write about your most embarrassing moment.
(c) Write a "Soundtrack of your childhood" post.
(d) Make your next blog a 'vlog'/video blog. Basically, you're talking to the camera about whatever.
(e) Take a picture of yourself first thing in the morning, before you do anything else (hair, makeup, etc) and post it.
3. Pass the award on to at least three, but preferably more, awesome bloggers as yourself. Don't forget to tell them.
I'll choose option (b). I don't know if it's the most embarrassing moment ever, but it ranks way up there. I can't think of a more awful date moment.
Just before my asthma attack after Hurricane Ike, I had started talking to a guy online. I kept putting off meeting him because I was having so much trouble just breathing. I didn't want to tell him what was going on but eventually I had to say, "I'm not contagious, but I can't get through an entire sentence without stopping to take a breath and I'm coughing uncontrollably." He said he'd like to meet me anyway. Not knowing how much longer it would be until we finally got my asthma under control, I relented and agreed to meet for dinner.
My cough was not caused by a tickle in my throat that could be appeased with a drink of water or a cough drop. It came from my bronchiole spasms deep in my lungs that could not be supressed or predicted. I was seized by a coughing fit at the worst possible minute and spit a mouthful of food all over the table. I took my napkin, cleaned it up the best I could and informed him, "You didn't see that."
To his credit, he didn't act disgusted. He continued the conversation as if nothing happened. There was no second date.
Now to pass it on. Please know if I tag you, it means I enjoy reading your blog and want to tell everyone to visit. You are not obligated to post it.
Vince, who always leaves great comments.
Rebecca S., one of my earliest blog friends.
Rachel Cotterill, an interesting Brit.
Go visit their blogs and say hello.