I got an email from my mates Mr and Mrs Romance last week saying they had nominated me for the 2014 Liebster Awards which is super awes0me and lovely of them.
Basically it’s like a chain meme that you pass on and answer the questions from the person who nominated you. Then you write your own questions and nominate 10 bloggers to pass it on. It’s an awesome way to give a shout out to other bloggers and introduce them to your readers. Here are my answers for the Romances questions.
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Would you rather: be stuck in a prison cell for a year with someone who talked incessantly day and night or someone who said nothing but stared at you all the time – as in they’re sitting at the end of your bed when you wake up?
I think I’d go with the stare-er. I’d eventually get used to her and it would be quite nice to have someone always looking over me. Like a non-transparent and possibly useful ghost? Stopping mice from running over my face in the middle of the night and all that lovely stuff.
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If you could only eat one type of food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Sushi? That way I’ve got my carbs, veggies, essential fats and proteins… but then I won’t have any wine so maybe wine? Wine has nutrients. Let’s go with wine.
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What’s your greatest fear?
Failure and creatures of the undead crawling out of the television.
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When was the last time you had a good belly laugh?
Last week with my bestie. We’re both actors and when we’ve had a few drinks we do ‘bits’ on each other. Last week she was this crusty old man with no teeth who kept trying to come on to me. He kept asking to ‘see my stockings’. I laughed until I couldn’t breathe. She cracks me up.
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What’s your earliest memory?
I can remember the second house I lived in but all I can remember is throwing up after eating tacos in the living room. I had a magical childhood.
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How did your parents meet?
My auntie was mates with my dad and she brought him home one afternoon to hang out. Apparently my dad walked in the door and saw my mother standing there (and I quote) ‘Wearing a see-through white kaftan with no bra and glasses.’ He was 15 and my mum was 16 and they’ve been together ever since.
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What’s your favourite meal to cook when you’ve got the place to yourself for the evening?
Cereal.
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Have you ever broken a bone? If so, what happened?
Never broken a bone because I worry a lot and the worrying distracts me from activities that might potentially make broken bones happen and that’s why I’m going to need Botox to correct my permanently furrowed brow.
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Who did you have your first kiss with… and was it any good?
My first kiss was at a Marist Disco in about 1998 which I’m sure is where most girls my age from Canberra had their first kiss. I want to say his name was Alex… but I might be making that up to make myself sound like less of a harlot. I actually can’t remember what he even looked like. I just remember it being extremely wet.
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What do you have planned for your retirement?
Well I had a big old plan to sleep a lot in my retirement but then I read somewhere that the older you get, the less sleep you need so that plan is completely redundant. Now I’m thinking I’ll become a grey haired recluse and write erotic fiction. The children in the street will call me Old Lady Smaggle and there’ll be all these rumours that I have jars of dead gold-fish in my pantry. I’ll sit on my porch drinking gin in the evenings and I might even have an awesome pet parrot that talks. The kind of pet parrot that won’t eat my face when I die. That’s a very important prerequisite.
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1. Do you have a favourite mug? What happens if someone else uses it?
2. If you were going to audition for The X Factor (or other such competitive reality singing show) what would your power song be?
3. Is there anyone that you would erase from your memory like in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind?
4. What’s your spirit animal and why? (Or for Potter-heads what would your Patronus be?)
5. What’s your favourite quote?
6. Would you rather eat a spider or have sex with Fat Bastard?
7. Which celebrity would play you in a movie?
8. What’s the worst thing you’ve ever smelled?
9. Name three things in your fridge.
10. It’s time for dessert and you can have ANYTHING – what do you have?
Here are my nominees…
2014 Liebster Award Smaggle Nominees
Aprillah
I’m saving the last spot for anyone who wants to play. If you have a blog and you’d like to play along just copy and paste the questions and let me know you’ve posted them.
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