{"id":291,"date":"2005-11-21T12:41:00","date_gmt":"2005-11-21T12:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=291"},"modified":"2005-11-21T12:41:00","modified_gmt":"2005-11-21T12:41:00","slug":"getting-to-know-me-questionnaire-for-the-winter-holiday-of-your-choice-blog-bonanza","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2005\/11\/21\/getting-to-know-me-questionnaire-for-the-winter-holiday-of-your-choice-blog-bonanza\/","title":{"rendered":"&quot;Getting To Know Me&quot; Questionnaire for The Winter Holiday of Your Choice Blog Bonanza"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The inimitable <a href=\"http:\/\/hellojosephine.blogspot.com\">Marla <\/a>has drawn up a questionnaire for the Holiday (yatta yatta) Extravaganza. Holy crap, she writes harder questions than my Business Admin prof in university! After picking away at it all weekend, it&#8217;s about as good as it&#8217;s going to get.<span class=\"fullpost\"><\/p>\n<p>If I could get away with it, I&#8217;d steal <em><strong>Pier One&#8217;s entire product line<\/strong><\/em>, because damn it, it should be mine.<\/p>\n<p>I sometimes buy <em><strong>those Home &#038; Style type<\/strong><\/em> magazine(s), because I lust after <em><strong>a house that looks like it was decorated on purpose and not by random acts of chance and afterthought<\/strong><\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>If you came over to my house to play and broke my <em><strong>red <\/strong><\/em>crayon, I&#8217;d be a little bit mad at you forever.<\/p>\n<p>The colour <strong><em>mauve<\/em><\/strong> should only be used in fungal remedy packaging or if human waste were to be redesigned.<\/p>\n<p>The colour <strong><em>sunshine yellow<\/em><\/strong> makes my heart feel like it is full of happy kittens frolicking in a sunny, grassy meadow.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Golf<\/strong><\/em> makes me break out in gooberous pustules (or else I just don&#8217;t like it, but I&#8217;m too nice to say it.)<\/p>\n<p>I might get sick or die if I touch or ingest <strong><em>polyester<\/em><\/strong> or look at <strong><em>ribbon geese<\/em><\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Sponge Bob Square Pants<\/strong><\/em> gives me the heebie jeebies and I might need to seek therapy if I even think about it further.<\/p>\n<p>I love the feel of <strong><em>high thread-count cotton sheets washed 100 times<\/em><\/strong> so much I have a primitive urge to stick some down my pants.<\/p>\n<p>No one should have to watch me eat <em><strong>homemade shortbread<\/strong><\/em> because really If I were eating some in private, I&#8217;d be quite a pig about it.<\/p>\n<p>I would rather chew tinfoil and shave my head with a cheese grater than eat <em><strong>egg nog and Christmas cake.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>I DO <s>DON\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T<\/s> follow recipes because <strong><em>I am hopelessly unimaginative when it comes to cooking and a little bit afraid of the kitchen.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>For Marla, &#8220;White Shoulders&#8221; perfume will always smell like her laid-out dead grandmother. I feel that way about <strong><em>almost all perfumes<\/em><\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p>If I could, I&#8217;d perfume my own farts and those of my loved ones with the scent of <strong><em>vanilla, burning leaves, raspberries, or clean babies.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I have TOO MANY <s>\/TOO MUCH OF<\/s> <em><strong>bath salt\/home spa thingees<\/strong><\/em>, and not enough <em><strong>decorative<\/strong><\/em> <em><strong>containers<\/strong><\/em>. (I have a serious container fetish &#8211; boxes, jars, vases, flowerpots, bowls, whatever.)<\/p>\n<p>Gadgets are for <strong><em>deserving bloggers who have been extra good this<\/em><\/strong> <strong><em>year!<\/em><\/strong> (Ahem, yes, that&#8217;s me.)<\/p>\n<p>When people have kind, sweet and nice things about me, they&#8217;re usually talking about <strong><em>(who cares what they&#8217;re talking about &#8211; whatever it is, I&#8217;m lapping it up like milk.)<br \/><\/em><\/strong><br \/>I can&#8217;t be upset if people dis me about <strong><em>the fact that<\/em><\/strong> <strong><em>I am easily placated by shiny objects and pretty colours<\/em><\/strong> because it&#8217;s true.<\/p>\n<p>If I could have any talent in the world, I&#8217;d choose <strong><em>to be able to stop time<\/em><\/strong> and use it to <strong><em>get more done in a day &#8211; then steal more time for myself. <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>You are given an hour and twenty dollars to spend in one of these places, childfree. Choose one, or write your own: <strong><em>(I couldn&#8217;t choose, only narrow it down to three good choices.)<br \/><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>A flea market, where you might find neat treasures and still have enough left over for some home made baked goods from that nice granny&#8217;s table.<\/li>\n<li><s>A picturesque pub, where a couple of great drinks and a nice tip might lead to some interesting conversations.<\/s> <\/li>\n<li>A craft show, because you really need to find a few more things made from twigs and yarn.<\/li>\n<li><s>A gourmet food store, because food for the tummy is food for the soul.<\/s><\/li>\n<li><s>A fancy and expensive boutique, because you&#8217;d rather have one lipstick from a great place than ten lipsticks from a dollar store.<\/s><\/li>\n<li>Wherever! Whatever! Just give the twenty dollars to whomever&#8217;s caring for the offspring so you can have more time to yourself!<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>And here&#8217;s the last chance to make sure that you&#8217;re not going to get a &#8220;Jelly of the Month&#8221; club membership when you&#8217;re expecting your bonus for a swimming pool: It is important to me that the items chosen for me are <em><strong>shiny or sparkly or colourful or yummy and really not terribly practical at all<\/strong><\/em>.(Examples: respect my Wal-Mart boycott, are vegan, aren&#8217;t made by child or sweatshop labour, can be stuffed down my pants)<\/p>\n<p>And If I could suggest that you read only one post from my archives, this would be it: <em><strong>(Just one? What, you don&#8217;t reread the whole archive every week? Well, <a href=\"http:\/\/momm-eh.blogspot.com\/2005\/06\/101-things-about-me.html\">this one <\/a>will do.)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>And If I were to name the Holiday of my choice for this exchange, it would be: <em><strong>the all-presents all the time hedonism fest<\/strong><\/em>. (Please feel free to make one up &#8211; but this is your chance to say &#8220;Um, I&#8217;m Jewish but that doesn&#8217;t mean give me dreidels!&#8221; or &#8220;More Santa decorations please &#8211; I only have thirty-seven now.&#8221; or &#8220;Winter and gifts yes; religious denominations, no &#8211; if only all cards could be like those politically correct corporate holiday wishes!&#8221; if you want to.)<\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"technoratitag\"><span style=\"font-size:78%;\">Categories: <a href=\"http:\/\/del.icio.us\/danigirl\/HolidayBlogExtravaganza\" rel=\"tag\">HolidayBlogExtravaganza<\/span><br \/><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The inimitable Marla has drawn up a questionnaire for the Holiday (yatta yatta) Extravaganza. Holy crap, she writes harder questions than my Business Admin prof in university! After picking away at it all weekend, it&#8217;s about as good as it&#8217;s going to get. If I could get away with it, I&#8217;d steal Pier One&#8217;s entire &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2005\/11\/21\/getting-to-know-me-questionnaire-for-the-winter-holiday-of-your-choice-blog-bonanza\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;&quot;Getting To Know Me&quot; Questionnaire for The Winter Holiday of Your Choice Blog Bonanza&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-291","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/291","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=291"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/291\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=291"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=291"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=291"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}