Phew! It's November 30, which means I successfully blogged every day for 30 days! I intended to cover a whole range of topics, but in the end stuck to the things I know best - my kids, my cakes, my life. I hope the few of you reading this enjoyed coming along with me for the ride. While I'd like to try to keep the posting to once a day, reality dictates that I'll probably manage 3-4 posts a week.
For my last post, I'm going to leave you with a meme. This appears in The Age every Saturday, in the Good Weekend magazine. Every week I read it and I wonder what my answers would be, so now I'm getting the chance to actually answer it!
Your Time Starts Now...
My earliest memory is... not early at all, since I have very few memories of my childhood. I really only have clear memories from about the 4th grade, most notably of watching The Challenger explosion on TV at school.
At school I... never lived up to my potential.
My first relationship was... with a boy who gave me a rose pin which smelled like a real fake rose.
I don't like talking about... money. Or weight. Or both.
My mother and father always told me... I was a genius who could achieve anything I put my hand to.
I wish I had... invented post-it notes.
I wish I hadn't... listened to other people so much, especially when it came to choosing a career.
My most humiliating moment was... falling over onstage during a production of Grease. I was wearing a silver hair salon smock covered in small balloons, so as soon as I fell over it was POP POP POP POP POP. The lights came up on stage and I kept dancing, popped balloons and all.
My happiest moments were... laughing with my family on long road trips, and making endless jokes about matza and the unfortunate side effects of eating too much of it.
At home I cook... ridiculously simple things which take 20 minutes or less.
My last meal would be... bread and ice cream.
I'm very bad at... keeping my mouth shut.
When I was a child I wanted to be... married to Billy Joel.
The book that changed my life is... the first one I learned to read.
It's not fashionable, but I love... anything which is not in fashion. If it's dorky, I love it.
The song I'd like played at my funeral is... Michelle by The Beatles, of course!
Friends say I am... loud and loyal.
My greatest fear is... that my husband will die before I do, and then I will be alone.
If only I could... lose 50 kilos before January 15th.
The hardest thing I've ever done was... tell my Dad I wasn't sure I could give him the grandkids he wanted (okay, demanded.)
The last big belly laugh I had was... when DD2 told me, "Remember! Only YOU can prevent forest fires!" which is a line from a Ramona Quimby book. I remember loving that line when I read that book.
What I don't find amusing is... almost nothing, as I use humour to diffuse most situations.
I'm always being asked... do you need a taste-tester?
Cat or dog... dog, and I want one, but I have no idea WHY I want one.
If I wasn't me I'd like to be... thinner, but no less fabulous.
At the moment I'm reading... Henry and Beezus by Beverley Cleary, on the recommendation of my kids. It's as good now as it was when I was seven and reading it.
My favourite work of art is... the drawing the kids and I recently did, which was a hairy monster who had a hairy monster for a pet, who had a hairy monster for a pet, who had a hairy monster for a pet, who had a hairy monster for a pet, who had a hairy monster for a pet, who had a cat for a pet, who had a spider for a pet. All on one long leash.
My worst job was... as a temp, filing for a company who had literally an entire building of filing cabinets. Each of them was packed so tight I couldn't get my fingers between the sheets of paper. I spent an entire day avoiding doing it, and fantasising about mis-filing tons of stuff on purpose. I lasted one day and I quit.
I often wonder... if anyone reads this blog, but then I remind myself that I'm not supposed to care that much.
....and I'm tagging the following...
Claire at Matching Pegs
Ramona at Making Things Pretty
AJ at Confessions of a Fat Girl
Rachel at Contented
Frances at Fleeting Moments
Sunday, November 30, 2008
I made it!
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6 comments:
Congratulations on making 30 posts in 30 days! I've really enoyed reading them all, and the answers to your meme too. And now to get my thinking cap on! :)
I read it!
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I totally read it! It's my peek into Australian living, as I've always wanted to visit. (Gotta say it's more similar than different, seasons and holidays notwithstanding, as we both have 3 kids and that's pretty universal!)
Hello everyone!
Thanks for the lovely comments - yay, I have at least 5 readers (you 3 and my Mom and Niece...)
Susan - Australia is often described as "America in the 1950's" - and that's where I tend to see a lot of differences. It's the small, cultural differences rather than the glaring surface ones. I usually say that we speak the same language as Americans, but that is pretty much it! I had to re-learn so many social rules when I got here (and I had to change my accent, too.) Thanks for reading and one of these days I'll post a US v Australia post. :)
Pundelina: I'm glad you 'stole' the meme which I blatantly 'stole' from the Age! I'm off to read your answers now! :)
Rachel: Good luck! It took me a while, I have to say...and all day I keep thinking of other answers I'd use!
Michelle
I read it too and I have to say Congrats! on 30 posts in 30 days. That's awesome! I, ummmm, didn't post for almost 30 days -- does that earn me some kind of slacker award?!
: )
Thanks for playing Ramona...I tried to go comment on your blog but I don't have a wordpress account! :(
...and I hear by officially give you the blogger slacker award. I would give you the 'button' for your blog but, you know, we haven't quite gotten around to it... :)
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