NaBloPoMo – Day Twenty Three.

Thanks to the lovely Enny for interviewing me… NaBloPoMo needs all the help he can get (Yes. NBPM is a man. I have decided)

Best part is, you can play along… if YOU want to be interviewed see the bottom of this post.

1. First kiss, worst kiss, best kiss?

First… (I think, or so I have been told) Alastair, the older man (about 6 or 7) that lived upstairs from my family in New Delhi, around 1979, 1980. By all accounts Alastair was a bit… special.

Worst… Ooh. So many to choose from. Probably with someone who shall remain nameless who had been downing Bundy Rum all night, who THEN ate a pizza pie who THEN licked me all over my chin whilst breathing heavily.

I am feeling nauseous just thinking about that.

Best…

Well, Mick of course… when my nieces or nephew give me a hug and a kiss with their sticky little dirty lips.

2. What caused you to laugh the most you can remember?

I am not someone who laughs a lot at things that other people laugh at, I usually laugh at things that other people aren’t funny.
I seem to remember quite a few stand out occasions when I was overseas, it will mean nothing to a lot of people and a lot to my old flatmates Janine and Martine, “they’re my fucking socks!”.
Also when Janine stuck Martine’s tooth back on with superglue and her thumb got stuck to Marty’s tooth… that’s a whole other story….
The very long drive from Cairns to Weipa and back again with Jiah and Marty… though I think there was delirium and hallucination involved.

3. If you were to have 3 bloggers over for dinner who would they be,
what would you do and why? Note: Mick is expected to attend already
)

Phew. Lucky Mick is there to wash up… Only THREE? I think I would have to choose bloggers that are far away because I will probably never get the opportunity to meet them… but maybe you (Enny) and Aly, can just drop in unexpectedly! Because I will have these fabulous guests at my house…

1. Boz – I think he is terribly witty and I think we would get along like a house on fire… and there is on of my friends I would like to set him up with. He doesn’t post half as much as I would like him to, but I can forgive him because I luff him and he is busy and stuff.

2. Shauna – She’s gonna be a famous author you know… and she I share a love for Savage Garden, Live in Concert. When she comes to dinner I will give her a copy of that dvd as a gift, because that’s what a good friend would do.

3. Jenny – When I am a Mum, I want to be like Jenny… and she seems like she would be really fun to get drunk with.

4. If you were to win the election (by magic) what would be some of
the things you would do?

Oooh… so many choices…
Well, I would move in here first, being that it is my new home and stuff. But then I would feel bad about wasting taxpayers money so I would probably have to go live in Canberra (Yes, Canberra IS the capital of Australia for all you foreign readers).

Then after all of that fart-arsing about moving around and stuff I would actually demote myself and make my Grandma Prime Minister for a couple of months.

She sorted us out and she can sort this country out.

5. Where do you see yourself in 12 years?

Ohmygods…. I will be about to turn 43 in 12 years… far out brussel sprout…
Hopefully living in a house with a vege patch and playing dress up with my kids

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**EDIT** I now feel bad for not inviting some bloggers to my imaginary dinner party so I am now hoping TJ, Lara, Jitta, NPW and Angela will pop in for some Lamby and Dippity Bics at some stage.