Top Ten

Here are my top tens- Note, nothing is in order, I just added them as I thought of them.

Please link me to your top ten list if you decide to do one, in the comments!

Books

1. The Road by Cormac Mccarthy
2. From the Corner of his Eye by Dean Koontz
3. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer
4. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
5. The Talisman by Stephen King
6. Power of One by Bryce Courtenay
7. The Used World by Haven Kimmell
8. Jeremy Thatcher, Dragon Hatcher by Bruce Coville
9. A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks
10. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

Bands/Singers

1. Incubus
2. Pink Floyd
3. 3 Doors Down
   
4. Alice in Chains
5. Ray LaMontagne
6. Damien Rice
7. John Prine
8. Jason Maraz
   
9. Bon Jovi (Hey there is something to be said about a band that you can sing every one of their songs)
10. Puddle of Mudd

Movies and television shows

1. Scrubs
   
2. Ghost Hunters/Paranormal State
3. Spongebob
   
4. CNN
5. Jericho
6. Project Runway
   
7. Hell's Kitchen
   
8. Family Guy
9. The Big Bang Theory
   
10. Two and a Half Men
    

1. The Notebook
   
2. Dawn of the Dead- (2004 version) This movie scared the SHIT out of me.
3. Band of Brothers
4. Forest Gump
   
5. Saving Private Ryan-
   
6. Blood Diamond
   
7. E.T.
8. Pulp Fiction
9. No Country for Old Men
10. Wall-E
    

Well the chicken didn't cross the road, I can tell you that.

It was pointed out to me by my best bud Nora, that I am strange. Not only am I strange, but I attract strange things to me.

Case in point- Instead of getting a flat tire, my tire falls off while I'm driving down the highway.

I haven't blogged in awhile, so I figured why not tell everyone out there how strange I am.

The other day I was driving to get my daughter from school. We live in an extremely remote area that is full of farms and winding back roads. On this winding, aka cow poop smelling road, I come out of a blind curve and meet Mr. Chicken.

Mr. Chicken was trying to cross the road. The truck on my arse made it impossible for me to slam on the breaks and you can't swerve on these tiny roads, so I hit the chicken. The chicken saw my blue car and tried to fly, hop, jump... something, to get out of the way. I ended up clipping the bird right about where my license plate is.
The chicken rolled up my hood, smacked into the winsheild, then rolled across the winsheild and into my window.

Yep, that's right. I'm driving with an almost dead chicken in my lap at this point. There are feathers everywhere; covering my window, in my car, in my hair... ugg. I'm screaming, cussing and in general flipping out. I take the stupid thing by the wing and throw him/her out the window.
I finish driving to Kate's school and stop at the gas station right off the road. While parked at the pump to clean the window I can see directly into the truck that followed me's window. The guy is laughing, he is hysterically laughing, clutching his chest and red faced.
I tell my hubby about it and he says, "I would pay anything to have been behind you, that is some funny shit babe."

Men.

Did I mention my kids are weird too? That's a story for another day though.

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