1. Present this award to 7 others whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design or those who have encouraged you.

2. Tell those people they’ve been awarded the HONEST SCRAP AWARD and inform them of these guidelines in receiving the award.

3. Share “10 honest things” about yourself.

So, these are my 10:

1. I shave my arms. Body hair freaks me out, especially on women. I mean, we shave our legs because leg hair on a lady is just gross so what makes our arms so special? Nothing, that's what. Also, I have really hairy gorilla arms, probably thanks to some rare genetic defect passed down from my furry-armed father. Thanks, Dad. Thanks a lot.
2. I have a very serious girl-crush on Ellen Degeneres. But, I mean, who doesn't? Honestly, people. The woman is made of 7 kinds of awesome.
   
3. I cuss like a sailor. Like a drunk sailor. Like a really fucking pissed off drunken slob of a sailor.
   
4. I have a scar under my bottom lip from when I was 7 months old and tipped over in my walker, causing me to bite completely through the flesh. (The "Never Leave Child Unattended" warning was, in fact, not merely a suggestion, Mom.) The scar next to it is from when I was 12 and tripped over a lawn chair and bit through the damn thing again. (Seriously, Mom. Did you not learn anything from the whole walker debacle? Your daughter needs supervision! Close, competent, adult supervision at all times. And possibly one of these.)
   
5. Behind the sarcasm and cockiness, I am truly and deeply insecure.
6. I call my mom approximately eleventy-five times a day. Probably more, though.
7. I've always wondered what it sounds like when deaf people have sex. And now you're wondering too. You're welcome.
8. I'm a horrible liar. When I was younger, my parents could always tell when I was lying because I would blink my eyes uncontrollably. (Thinking about that always reminds me of that old song... "You can't hiiiiiide your lyin' eyes...")
9. I want to write a book. I have no idea how to go about it or what I would even write about. That being said, I still want to write a book.
10. Some days, I think about going off my meds. (I'm not going to, Mom, I just said that I think about it. I don't act on everything that I think about. For instance, I also think about what would happen if ninja monkeys took over the world. And that, my sweet little Momma, is what you should really be concerned about. I mean, can you imagine? People would be all, "Oh, look at the cute little monkeys in the precious little ninja suits! They're so adorable!" But that's how they lure you in. Sure, ninja monkeys look innocent from a distance, but they have wicked awesome nunchuck skills. And the little fuckers bite. See, Mom, aren't you glad that you have me around to warn you about these things?If it weren't for me, you'd never know the really important stuff. You're all caught up in the news and worried about swine flu and global warming, but the ninja monkeys are coming! Probably. Either way, I think we should be prepared.)
    

• Kimberly at Lots of Laundry
• Cara at Momma Says...
• Ashlee at Brain of a Mommy
• Kathy at My Kids Are Growing Up... Now What?
• Emmie at Life Behind the Curve
• al-pal at Here for my Dawgs and Crackahs
• Angel at The Mommy Tsunami
  

First, please let me clear up any confusion.

Last night, when it was determined that no more donations were needed for Dakota and Shanequa's medical fund, I deleted my previous post. I would've liked to keep it up, removing only the PayPal buttons, but had no idea how to do this. Other people had put them there (along with the badge and code) for me, and being the internet non-genius that I am, all I knew to do was delete the entire post. I will be posting updates regarding Shanequa's condition on Twitter as I get them. Please continue to keep them in your thoughts!

Now, the good stuff... Yesterday was a crazy day. Just when I was starting to get really discouraged and feeling a bit hopeless, the sky opened up and rained down more love, kindness, and generosity than I have ever been witness to in my life. The help that I received has been overwhelming. I have some thank you's to hand out...

I would like to thank Jenn for the way she stepped up and helped me (read: totally did it for me) get the PayPal buttons set up and ready to take donations.

I'd like to thank Colleen for her graphic genius. She designed the badge that so many of you grabbed and posted on your own sites.

A very special thank you goes out to Matt Logelin. Without his support and the support of his amazing readers, I don't think that this story would've reached the masses the way it did. Matt, if there is anything that I can ever do for you or Madeline or the Liz Logelin Foundation, I am ready and willing. Your courage, strength, and generosity are inspiring.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to all of the people who helped in passing this story along. I couldn't have done it without you guys!!! I could not believe the huge amount of reposts and RTs. The saying is true: There truly is power in numbers.

I want to express my gratitude to those of you who donated, sent messages of support, or have been keeping Dakota and Shanequa in your thoughts and prayers. It gives me hope to see that there are so many caring, thoughtful, and kind-hearted people left in this world. Sometimes I forget this, but have been reminded over the past few days. Thank you for restoring my faith in the human race.

I'm sure that I'm forgetting someone, but will remember the very second that I click "Publish Post". If you are this person, I'm sorry and thank you!

Basically what I'm saying is this: If any of you ever need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. I hope that I can help you the way that you so graciously helped me... If you need an organ, and I have one to spare, it's yours. (Disclaimer: This offer is on a first-come, first-served basis. While supplies last.)