Honest CRAP

MrsOfficer over at Mrs. Officer2U tagged me with the Honest Scrap award. (Which surprised the hell outta me. I think it might have been because she was hard-pressed for 7.) ;) I guess I'm supposed to tell you 10 things about me, then send it on to 7 people. I'm not going to send it on, because (as usual) I cannot follow rules. And I've been in a crappy mood lately. Which might be why I continually read the words HONEST SCRAP as HONEST CRAP. Which, in my case, makes much more sense.

So, without further ado, I plan to amaze, amuse and piss off a lot of people with this honest baring of my soul.

1) I do not like women. Because they are mean and vindictive and bitter and bitchy.
That said, the people I am meeting in the blogosphere, they're starting to make me think that perhaps I was wrong. At least partly wrong. :)

2) I am arrogant about being a Marine. Arrogant to the point of not feeling self-conscious in front of somebody with a kick-ass high power job, because... duh, THEY never earned the Title. (Marine is always capitalized, btw)

3) I am exceptional at reading people. Not to say that I'm not wrong occasionally. Often. Most of the time. For example, I feel like somehow I've done something to offend a felow LEO wife, and yet, I don't own the social skills to know exactly what, but have had enough input to start to think I know. If that is the case, I'm sorry.

4) I don't own the social skills the rest of you own (see above). Since I do not hide anything, there is no "I think Meadowlark might be upset". If Meadowlark is sad, mad, annoyed, crabby, excstatic, it's obvious. Now, because of this, I often fail to understand when I've done something that upsets people. I expect that if they are upset, they will speak up. At that point I can either apologize or say "too bad, it's what I meant" which might seem rude, but at least you know exactly where I stand.

5) I hate phoniness.

6) I'm not too happy with myself because I caught myself being "phony" a few weeks ago. I made a comment on a blog and sounded nice, even though in the conversation with Husband I was like "wtf is she thinking". He called me on it. He asked why I would say something nice and supportive when I thought she was doing the wrong thing. This was a terrible feeling... akin to being untrue to one's self. I'm not sure WHY I did it. I guess because it really was the right thing to do. And I really do want people to be happy and I KNOW that my opinions are often fairly rigid. SIGH. I didn't like the feeling, that's all I gotta say about that. please don't go around checking to see if YOURS was the phony comment. Because that is TOTALLY something I'd do, which would mess with my mind even more than just daily life. It's not a LEO blog. The rest of you... well, the intent was good. :(

7) Are you tired of honesty yet?

8) I think my SwatGod is cuter than can be. But in no way to I think a) we're soul mates, b) he's the only one for me c) he's the greatest cop since sliced bread. I think he's just another good cop. There's tons just like him. They work hard, they do the right thing, the come home at the end of the day.

9) I got to watch Husband do some tactical training today. He forgot his radio (he doesn't carry one normally as a computer forensics guy) and I drove it out to the range. While I love tactical stuff, their retreat skills reminded me: Dude, you guys are SCREWED in a retreat situation. It was like a goat rodeo. Sigh.

10) I really like you people. And sometimes I'm fairly amazed that you pretend to like me. And I can't really tell the difference, which totally works for me.

11) I added one. My favorite color is periwinkle.

Peace out,
if you want to jump on the "HONEST CRAP" award, DO TELL...