Here are my answers to the WHOYCBE Questionnaire. The Extravaganza itself is graciously being hosted by the lovely Andrea.
I may choose to further amend this to include more answers, as I look at other entries and see how kewl** everyone and their responses are.
Fill in the blanks:
If I could, I’d invent a ____________________, and damn it, the world needs
A Time-Freezer Machine that would freeze the world around me, but not me, like Piper could do on the old WB show Charmed. With it, I could pause time and do something, like go to the bathroom alone, clean up because someone’s coming over and the house is a mess but the tot insists on following me around destroying every path of clean I make, read a book, write a real honest-to-goodness letter, or grab a nap. I could drink a cup of coffee or listen to a cd. I could work on my class prep (my students would love me if I showed up prepared for once) or write entries for the blog, but the first thing I would do would be to carve my Halloween pumpkins, because it’s a task better left to when the tot is asleep or elsewhere. In short, every woman needs one.
I sometimes buy _____________________, because it is/they are more like the
me I want to be than the me that I am.
Fashionable clothes, particularly ones that sacrifice comfort for fashion. Also, salads.
If you came over to my house to play and touched my ________________ I’d be
a little bit mad at you forever.
I can’t really think of an example. I pretty much would get over anything quickly or eventually, even riffling through my underwear drawer. That said, if you picked up my digital camera, I would worry until you put it down. I’ve got a lot of important, not-yet-downloaded pictures on there.
The colour/s _______________ makes me want to shave my eyeballs with a
Peach, pale yellow (other yellows are okay), royal blue (other blues are okay)
The colour/s _________________ is/are so beautiful that when I see them, a
beam of light comes down and I hear a choir sing.
Wine, rich charcoal grey, mid to dark greens, periwinkle, slate blue, pumpkin
_______________________ makes me gag, feel it in my mouth for a minute, and
then swallow it back down rather than spit it out (or else I just don’t like
it, but I’m too nice to say it.)
Hip-hop or country music, dog slobber, sit-coms where the male characters are just stooges set up for laughs.
I might get sick or die if I touch or ingest _______________, or look at
Spiders and bugs, mushrooms or tofu, though I am allergic to none of these things.
_______________________ gives me the willies and I might need to consider a
frontal lobotomy if I even think about it further.
Teddy bears, clowns, geese, or talking politics out loud, with live people.
I love the feel of _______________ so much I want to hump it like a puppy on
a sofa pillow.
Chenille, flannel, you know – all the things cat hair sticks to.
No one should have to watch me eat ___________________, because then I might
consider being polite enough to share, and I don’t want to share it.
High-end (milk) chocolate, chocolate desserts, or cheesecake
I’m a grown-up now, so I don’t have to eat ________________________ any
more, and you can’t make me.
Any kind of seafood. ANY kind. Also, black olives. And hazelnut-flavored anything or dark chocolate.
If I could invent a way to permanently coat my nostril hairs with this
scent, I’d be my own biggest customer:
Spices – like apple-cinnamon, vanilla spice, etc. I’m not a floral scent kind of person.
Three things I like that anyone might like:
Snowmen, cats, books, horses.
Three things I like that nobody else in the world likes:
Professional football – Lions, Packers, Bears (at least no one I know likes it with me, except my husband), oatmeal (cooked, not instant), playing solitaire with real cards
I have TOO MANY/TOO MUCH OF __________________________, and not enough
Too many duffel/tote bags,
Not enough scrapbooking supplies, notepaper, storage boxes
Okay, we know the best things in life aren’t things, but these are the best
things in life if there are going to be best things:
Coffee in a chunky coffee mug (preferably with angled sides), a great pair of shoes, a book that has me thinking about it long after I’ve put it down.
When people have kind, sweet and nice things about me, they’re usually
talking about ________________________. When they say I’m
______________________, they’re usually right too.
What my mother told them about me. Spoiled and bullheaded.
It’s true, I’m a _______________________________________. I’m learning to be
proud of it.
Coupon shopper. There is nothing like a big coupon the same week the item goes on sale.
If I could have any talent in the world, I’d choose ________________ and use
it to _________________________.
Cooking. I’d feed myself, my family, my neighbors, anyone who would take food from me. I think the act of sharing food with people in times of trouble is one of the better qualities of our culture, except it’s mostly lost now. Neighbors don’t share recipes because they don’t know each other, new moms and dads stress out over fending for themselves, families in crisis order take-out. If we shared food with each other more often, the world would be a better place. Meanwhile, I can’t cook anything without burning it or needing my husband to walk me through it step by step. It’s a drag.
You are given a day and a no-limit credit card to spend in one of these
places, childfree. Choose one, or write your own:
A gourmet food store, because you are what you eat. It’s all about feeding
yourself and your soul. (Although a meal with my husband or friends at a nice restaurant, complete with dessert, would do just fine – it doesn’t need to be gourmet.)
And here’s the last chance to make sure that you’re not going to get a
“Jelly of the Month” club membership when you’re expecting your bonus for a
It is important to me that the items chosen for me:
are not poisonous to cats or toddlers. I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so have some fun picking things out because that is the most important part of this whole shindig-thang. C’mon! It’ll be fun!
If I could suggest that you read only one post from my archives, this would
There aren’t that many entries yet, so I can’t really pick a “Best In Blog.” Maybe “When Words Fail” or “Puff Balls” or “Bullet List”?
If I were to name the Holiday of my choice for this exchange, it would be:
Winter Awesome Gift-Giving Because We Are Kewl* or WAGG B WAK
or Christmas. Whatever. I was raised with Christmas, but for me, much of the holiday is tied to cultural and family traditions of community, food, loving life and the people in it, and gift-exchange. A name is just a label we use for reference.
**Kewl = so cool that “cool” isn’t cool enough to fully express the coolness.