Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Ask Me No Questions, I'll Tell You No Lies

NaBloPoMo is hard, it always seems easy when you say "sure that sounds like fun", but it's not easy (and periodically it's not even fun). And as the end of the month nears the search of blog fodder becomes more and more desperate. Happily my girlie KimmyK has come to the rescue today!

Kimmy's given me questions before, and they were fun - so let's hope these are as much fun and the last time (maybe they'll be funnier?)

1) What's the one article of clothing you can't live without?
Huh, well if it's a specific item I'd have to say my bra, but not just a regular old bra - it has to be one of the Victoria's Secret Very Sexy bras. They're awesome, little push up and a bit of padding (to reduce embarrassing chilly situations). Sure they rename the stupid thing every couple of months so I have to go out and buy a new one thinking it's something different - but all in all it's something I can't live without.

2) What's the one thing your husband does that gets on your nerves?
Does breathing count? 'Cause sometimes... I kid, really.

Probably the whole not listening thing. It kills me how many times I have to tell him stuff and how much time I spend repeating myself. Every once and a while he surprises me and hears me, but most of the time I think I could just record myself and then take off on vacation (hey, come to think of it, I should probably do that before I leave).

3) What's your own worst habit?
I don't have any, silly! Um, this is actually hard - I'm sure that Scott would have a list for you. If it's a grooming habit, I'd say that I pick at pimples too much, I'm probably lucky that I don't have more scaring from messing with them. I'm sure I have others, but let's go with that one.

4) Perfect Sunday afternoon-what is it? Where are you, who you with, and whatcha doin?
I think that it would be at our friends beach, hanging around in the sun, swimming, cooking dinner and enjoying it all together. Scott, our friends, their kids - our local family. Simple, easy, fun - all good things.

5) What's your weirdest obsession?
That's kind of a moving target - my Dad and I always sort of felt like we both have (well he had) adult hobby ADD. Every time I take up a hobby I really take it up. So right now it's facebook and my photo of the day. In times past it's been blogging or twitter, cross-stitching or quilting or painting (I went through a strange thing where I spent a lot of time painting picture frames and lamps - if it wasn't nailed down or moving I painted it).

I've gotta say, these were harder than the last ones I think - or maybe it's that my brain is running on fumes right now (I really need to get some sleep).

And with any good game there are rules so if you'd like to play along, just follow these instructions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions. (please make sure I have your email cause that helps when trying to actually email someone)
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions. Be sure you link back to the original post.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

Current Music: Wanna Fly - Vassy


Bronwyn said...

I'm in. Interview me! bronwyn.mayb at gmail dot com.

kimmyk said...

i think all men dont listen.
i'd love to see some of your daily photos! and the crap you painted all over!!!

you need to stop being stingy and share. share i say!

and as far as vickie's bras? I wish i could find one to hold all this in. my cuppeth runneth overeth. and it's not pretty.

for a different kind of girl said...

Men are wired to be incapable of listening. Seriously. I think it might be noted as such in medical journals!

I think my obsession is cleaning and then watching others around me destroy my efforts in seconds! That or my obsession is beating my head against the wall, because that's what cleaning up this place is like!

Hotch Potchery said...

I do the same thing with "hobbies"!

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