I was tagged, and this one actually seemed pretty fun. Enjoysies!
10 Random Questions:
1. What is one thing you want to learn to make before you die?
Balloon animals, seriously. Like a really cool monkey or maybe a slutty rhinoceros.
2. What is one thing you avoid doing, for fear of humiliation?
Reading maps. I cringe when watching reality shows where the contestant has to read a map to get to a particular challenge or something. I know I couldn’t do it, period. Map makers are a little sketch, if you ask me. I swear that if left to my own devices, and I only had a map to get somewhere, I’d end up in the most terrifying place, like, EVER: the dressing room at Forever 21.
3. If money weren’t an issue, what is the first thing you would buy?
A nanny. Either that, or another child that doesn’t kick me off my own sofa (MOMMMMMMY GET OFF THE COOOOUUUUCH!!!!!) so he can drive his toy cars on it. (STAY ON THE FLOYOR NOW, MOMMY. STAY ON THE FLOYOR!)
4. What is one of your favorite blog posts you’ve ever written?
This one. I read it often, because it gives me hope and reminds me that there are no coincidences in the world.
5. Would you rather have a personal chef or a personal trainer?
Eh. I’d rather have a personal maid. I make a pretty wicked grilled cheese, and my lungs suck.
6. What’s a weird quirk you have?
Well shoot. I’m not quirky at all. But as a kid, I was a little. Like, I got my body part names all mixed up, and I thought the word for one’s “body” was “private” and the word for your privates was “body.” So, like, my brother would pinch my arm and I’d be like, “Mom! So-and-so was pinching my privates!” And it’s like, EASY, KID. No me molesto, you know? Haha.
7. If you could invent/breed any kind of animal, what would it be?
Ooh, I think a domestic GIANT cat, you know, like the size of a tiger or a bear or something. All the domesticated cats are little (shut up, my two thirty pounders are not fat!) and I’d love to have a huge one the size of a cougar or something curl up with me at night. Of course, pretty sure I’d drop dead from asthma before I could really enjoy the fruits of my invention, but still. It’d be pretty wild.
8. What was the first movie you ever cried in?
Beethoven. Shutup when he’s about to be killed at the evil vet’s office, I lost it!
9. What do you want right now, at this very minute?
Some Tums and a massage. Oh, and a new hairstyle.
10. What are a few of your greatest fears, and have they ever happened to you?
A shark attack. Yeah, no, not yet.
Being misunderstood. Yes.
Being gossiped about. Yes.
Being unremarkable. Yes.
Choose ten people to tag:
1. Any
2. body
3. else
4. who
5. would
6. like
7. to
8. complete
9. this
10. survey
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Ooooooo, I'm the first one to comment! Too bad I don't really have anything profound to say...
I'm scared to death of a shark attack too. I won't go in the water (ocean or yes, even the swimming pool) by myself and the minute I let my mind wander to thinking about little sharkies (or BIG sharkies) and other sea creatures, I have to get the heck out of the water.
I just re-read the duck entry. I got a little verklempt (again).
Also, don't me silly. You are quite remarkable.
*be silly. Me silly too.
Lisa! "Verklempt" might be the most scrumtrulescent word I've ever heard! Thank you for introducing it to me!!
love your 10
I thought Amadeus died that way...
and i lOVE your ducky post.
makes me cry.
I do a lot of that lately..
xoxo sis
#4 has me crying at my desk during office hours... crying is NOT allowed at work.
I FEAR A SHARK ATTACK TOO! I LOL when I read that! AND being misunderstood...
AND I want a new hair style....
we must be related.
Every time I go swimming whether in a pool, lake, or the ocean, I totally fear being eaten by a shark! haha
love, kristin
Dear Brie,
I found your blog through a friend of a friend (weird how that works!), and you're so delightful that I periodically check in - which I hope you don't mind - but I was compelled to comment today.
I had never read the duck post. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. Thank you so much for that!
Steph
I like this, I think I'll do it when I get home :)
Btw... I think one of your answers is wrong. Yep, I said it! I think answer 10d is incorrect. Maybe you think you were/are unremarkable, but I think you're INCREDIBLY remarkable and perhaps if you feel this was otherwise in the past, then it was just developing and blossoming inside you! Example, if you had not undergone lotsa treatment, maybe your sense of humour may not be so developed now! As much as it can hide you and be a weakness, it is equally an incredible strength.
You are definitely not unremarkable.
(Btw, I can't believe I just actually wrote that AND that I know I'm going to hit the post button, but I really do believe what I'm saying and if you like, you can spend a lifetime trying to prove me wrong but you won't win :))
xoxoxox
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqPiJ0L7YmY
Around 2:30.
Hey do you want to go on Amazing Race with me? You could read the maps and I could drive... :)
I love these posts where you answer some kind of weird questions because i know that you will entertain me with your remarkable answers that we can all gossip about. You just simply don't know how really amazin and intelligent and humorous you are and you even make up words like that scruntruselescent word. I am hopelessly hooked (to your blog.)
Telle, of course you can add the post to your quote book or whatever. :) Lisa, going to watch the clip now...
I loved your one about fears....I have every single one of those fears too! Growing up in FL we alwasy heard about shark attacks, although I hear they're more prevalent in the Pacific, but I was always too scared to go in the ocean above my thighs!! But now I've heard that sometimes aharks can even swim up into shallow water and get you there too.....so, now I don't think I like the ocean too much anymore!!
FYI, ever since I read that duck post last summer I cannot see anything about a duck, or any other Anseriforme, for that matter, without automatically thinking "Brie!"
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