3. Your hair? Superfluous
4. Your mother? Paragliding
5. Your father? Driving
6. Your favourite thing? Preparation H
7. Your dream last night? Wild
8. Your favourite drink? Bovril
9. Your dream/goal? Sweet
10. The room you're in? Padded
11. Your fear? Dribbling
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Shrewsbury
13. Where were you last night? Dunno
14. What you're not? 'bovvered'
15. Muffins? Please
16. One of your wish list items? Comments
17. Where you grew up? Haven't
18. The last thing you did? Dribbled (damn!)
19. What are you wearing? Smile
20. Your TV? Dusty
21. Your pet? Cats
22. Your computer? Infuriating
23. Your life? Frustrating
24. Your mood? Dangerous
25. Missing someone? Sons
26. Your car? Old
27. Something you're not wearing? Handcuffs
28. Favourite store? Post Office
29. Your summer? BRIEF
30. Your favourite colour? Fuchsia
31. When is the last time you laughed? January
32. Last time you cried? Just
OK, I did cheat a bit, but not as much as I wanted to!
14 comments:
I can't take any of your answers seriously, you silly woman. How do I know that fuchsia is really your favorite color? I may end up buying you a sweater in that color. Oh, be the way, I dribble all the time. What meaning does it have.
The Boisterous Butterfly - Now, that bit was true. Fuchsia is my favourite colour for sweaters. That would be a great present, thanks. ;0)
Dribbling, for me, means that I am over the hill and sliding down the other side. As for you, it probably means that you are just looking forward to your next cup of coffee. Definitely not over the hill. ;0)
Thanks so much for playing!! I loved your answers which made me giggle lots! I do need some explanation to no.28 though.
Significant other here grumpy too, but then, he does live with me!
Mean mom.......... you have such a good sense of humour! That was really funny. I don't believe a word of it though.
I did this meme once and wish I have done a funny one. Yours would be hard to beat though.
I have visions of you dribbling in a padded cell in a fuschia outfit. Not nice!
Made me laugh anyway!
Thanks for that very diplomatic answer, Sometimes I dribble with my mouth open while I sit behind the computer. It's an overproduction of spittle when faced with too much information, I think.
Suburbia - It's a well-known fact that old ladies like the post office. You weren't aware of it, because you're not as old as me. (Seriously, I suppose it's a bit of an outmoded idea, now, as most of the elderly have their pensions paid straight into their bank accounts! They no longer hang around at the post office on designated days to collect their money.)
maggie - Good to know that I made you laugh! You have a very vivid imagination!
The Boisterous Butterfly - You ARE funny! Now I have amusing pictures in MY mind! Do you enjoy blogging so much, perhaps, that it makes your mouth water?
Bovril? Really? Major fib, I feel.
working mum - Oh, you've caught me out! I like Bovril on my toast, sometimes, believe it or not and also on my baked potatoes. (It's all coming out now.) I used to drink it as a child, but no, it's never been my favourite drink. Tea, is my favourite drink, of course!
And the rest of the meme is the God's honest truth, as you have already guessed. (Even I am no longer sure which bits are true.) ;0)
I think I may have had a lobotomy and that is why I dribble and I only like to blog. It would explain a lot.
Found you on Maggie May's. Loved your answers - made me laugh.
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The Boisterous Butterfly - Well, that would be one explanation, but only if it's true, of course. ;0)
Strawberry Jam Anne - Welcome! It's good to know that I've put a smile on someone's face and any friend of Maggie's is a friend of mine, of course!
Thanks for the laughs, Mean Mom, but you've piqued my curiosity as well. If dribbling is a sign of getting older, then I must be way over the hill!
Rose - The reason for dribbling is important, here, of course. If a lady starts to dribble when she looks at shoes and handbags, or when she goes into the garden centre, that's fine. It's also acceptable if she falls asleep with her mouth open. When she starts to dribble for no reason - well, that's the time to worry.
what an excellent set of answers, and how they reveal a personality! i might have a go at this on dig and see if i can find out a bit more about him.
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