Bunker Punks Tour!

Seeing as how I was inducted into the Bunker Punks community, I have to like participate in their shit. I mean shenanigans. I mean cool stuff. So I'm going to answer the following questions for the #bunkerpunkstour. I seriously don't know what I'm doing so bear with me.

What is your most prized possession?
Film negatives from when my oldest 2 children were little. Because that was back in the day before digital cameras and websites that can hold every picture you've ever taken on your digital devices. Those negatives are all I have if I lost the actual printed pictures. Other than my children of course (I'm not that kind of psycho!), if I had the choice to save ONE thing if my house were on fire or flooding, it would be those negatives.

How do you unwind after a long day?
Well it depends what happened in that long day. Sometimes all I need is junk food, my blanket and couch and a good Hallmark channel movie. Other times I need all of that plus beer or wine or beer AND wine. I have insomnia most nights though. That hinders my unwinding a great deal. So I stalk you people who are reading this on fb all night long. I've got my eye on you!

What is one song that has followed you throughout your whole life?
Are y'all ready for this? Do you want to know what my real name is? This is a sappy, sentimental answer I'm going to give. It's Rosanna. See where I'm going? I was born in 1982. That same year Toto came out with their album Rosanna. It has the song Rosanna on it. My mom claims she did not name me Rosanna because of that album and song even though it came out the same year. Riiiiight. Sure mom. She claims she wanted to name me Heather but my aunt stole the name for my cousin the year before. I am soooo not a Heather! Here's the sappy, sentimental part: my daddy was so happy and proud when I was born he went out and bought the Rosanna album. An actual record. You know, as in not a cassette tape, not a cd, not an iTunes song. A record. My name's sake. My dad is a sentimental ball of feels. I am Rosanna. Everyone sings it to me on my birthday. Wait for it........................... My birthday is July 4th. OMG! (But that's a different story.)

If you could give one piece of advice to new bloggers, what would it be?
Be yourself. Nobody likes a faker. Personally, I don't want to read your blog if all you talk about is what's "trending". I want to read real, from your heart stuff. I don't care if Calvin Klein had Justin Beiber's dick enhanced in their underwear ads. I want to know what you are feeling.

Now that you're famous we need a quote from you...

When life gives you lemons, squeeze them into the eyes of the people who gave them to you! (For the record I've been saying that for years and years, long before social media, and then I said it on Facefuck one day and now a lot of people say it. Just know I said it first!) Who stole my saying from me? Huh? It was YOU wasn't it?!?!