An Award for 'Story' Telling!

Mags at Other Side of Fifty passed on to me Lesa's Bald Faced Liar "Creative Writer" Blogger Award.  After visiting Jonesborough, Tennessee which is the 'Story Telling Capital of the World' I have a little exposure to weaving a thread.  But this has been one of the most difficult pieces of writing that I have ever done!  Thanks, Mags!



First I wanted to show you more pictures of the hamlet of Neville, Saskatchewan.  Match the pictures above with these descriptions - church, grain elevator, hockey rink and curling rink, general store.



I'm touched, naturally, to receive this award and will try to follow the rules that accompany it.  They are:



1. Thank the person who gave this to you.

2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.

3. Link to the person who nominated you.

4. Tell us up to six outrageous lies about yourself, and at least one outrageous truth.

5. Allow your readers to guess which one or more are true.

5. Nominate seven "Creative Writers" who might have fun coming up with outrageous lies.

6. Post links to the seven blogs you nominate.

7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them.



So without further ado, I present to you my outrageous lies and at least one outrageous truth. If you comment on this post try to guess which one/ones are true.  "Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson .

#1 Colonel Sanders paid my way through University.  Well, I cooked his chicken and got paid for it.  That put me through University.

#2 My Miss Sugar mews once for a drink of water, twice for treats and three times to go play in the basement.

#3 When I was in Tennessee I partook of the local specialties.  I experienced squirrel stew for the first time.

#4 Back in the 60’s I was so skinny that my father cooked pancakes every morning before I went to school and I would eat two dozen with Aunt Jemima syrup.

#5  When I was a kid on the farm we would walk 3 miles to school every day, through rain, sleet or snow….all uphill…both ways…barefoot.

#6 My father was a hunter and we grew up on wild game – venison, elk and moose.  But my favourite was jackelope.  That is a cross between a jack rabbit and an antelope.

#7 I could sit here all day and make up lies!

I'd like to pass on this award to the following bloggers. I've enjoyed reading their blogs on a daily basis and consider them all very talented in the kitchen as well as in the blogging world. Please don't feel any obligation to participate in this little game of outrageous lies, but if you'd like to join in on the fun, I'd love to hear your lies!



Andrea from The Kitchen Witch  

Mags from The Other Side of Fifty  

Pam at Sidewalk Shoes   

Simone at Junglefrog Cooking   

Dharm at Dad-Baker and Chef   

Marjie at Modern Day Ozzie and Harriet   

Valli at More Than Burnt Toast