TMI meme

From Suse, the TMI meme. Just because.

Eye Color: greeny grey hazel. I think.
Hair Color: dark reddy brown with a lovely (not) stripe down the middle which shows how much grey I really have. Hairdressers appointment booked for tommorrow.
--Dyed or Natural: ahem, see above. I keep thinking I'd like to go natural, but the grey shits me. So does the regrowth. Am thinking of going really short and grey during summer to see what I think. But will need to find a groovier hairdresser than the one next to the BiLo.
--Curly or Straight: very thick and pretty straight, although if it's neck length and a bit layered, it has some wave. Which I quite like.
Right- or Left-handed: right handed.
Tan or Pale: pale in winter, tanned in summer, even with sunscreen and hat. Which doesn't mean I don't need to slip slop slap. We all do. So I end up quite multi shaded in summer.
Jeans or Khakis: jeans I guess. although it's been a long time since I bought any. I tend to have homemade (or sistermade) denim jean like pants. My favourite pairs don't fit at the moment. Bummer. I'm blaming the purple pills.
Country, Rap, or Rock: country, it's hard to beat George Jones singing, I've had choices, Since the day that I was born,There were voices,That told me right from wrong... Sends shivers up my spine. However we have all sorts of music here. I even listened to some swing the other night and didn't mind it.
Heritage: bitza this and bitza that. Mostly anglo welsh german with a bit of chinese and spanish thrown in for good measure. According to mum and dad.
Shoes you're wearing today: dark greeny brown suede Birk slip ons, with stripey merino possum socks. My favourite footwear combination at home this winter. When I'm not wearing the disgusting old uggs.
Your weakness(es): staying up too late, spending too much time on the computer, newborn babies (the sight of which makes me want to cry even at a distance), paper emphemera, pictures featuring washing lines, buying books at the opshop for Grace, plastic toys, buying material, liquorice allsorts.
Your perfect pizza:
homemade and including anchovies.
Favorite colour: green.
Favorite place: home.
Goal you'd like to achieve: move into our new house. And write a book with accompanying highly succesful commercial website so I could give up my dayjob. But I'd settle for writing a website and book. But not until after move/rennovation.
Your most overused phrase(s): is that right? or alrighty then (said in a chipper tone at work when moving things along).
Your thoughts first waking up: I try not to think too much in the morning, otherwise I can't get up at all.
Your best physical features: I think I have quite nice lips. And pretty good hair, apart from the grey.
Your bedtime: 10.30. hahahahahahaha.
Your most missed memory: I've forgotten.
Pepsi or Coke: Coke, with ice. In a glass. And the diet one really isn't as good, although in some circumstances it hits the spot.
McDonald's or Burger King: Maccas. No more than once or twice a year and only when that strange urge hits. Took Grace to the Clayton Mac Donalds on Saturday and she was unimpressed with the food but liked the playground.
Single or group dates: Not a dating kind of gal.
Adidas or Nike: Keens, love me keens.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Liptons, but only lemon, all the other flavours are gag inducing. Ice tea is even better made from scratch with tea, lemon and mint from the garden.
Chocolate or vanilla: Both.
Cappuccino or coffee: That's a silly question. If I'm out I have a latte, at home a stovetop espresso with milk.

Smoke: Not since 2001. Except for three occasions when I've had one or two. They were: when I was in hospital and forgot that I didn't smoke anymore (my family were very annoyed that I was allowed to), a drunken new years in the country and at a wake last year.
Cuss: Try not to. There's something disturbing about a three year old saying oh for fuck's sake in your exact tone of voice. Not a good look at childcare.
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend: Yes. Although I tend to be grown up and call him my partner.
Take a shower: On occasion.
Have a crush(es):  No.
Think you've been in love: Well, one would hope so. Ten years without love would be a long time.
Want to get married: Think we've let that moment slip here.
Believe in yourself: Most of the time.
Believe in God: well that's a tricky one. Probably not. However, I do believe there's a calling within us all to do good, be happy and seek enlightenment as to the meaning of life. Organised religion or spiritual practice is one way to express that. Which is fine as long as we're all respectful of each other's beliefs. And not at all fine (I'm thinking the crusades and other abominations here) when we're not.
Believe in your government: I do believe in having a government. Actually, I believe in having quite a lot of government, as in the provison of health, education, housing, employment and care for the young, old and sick. Not sure whether this one will deliver anything much at all yet.
Get motion sickness: Not really.
Think you're attractive: I'm OK.
Think you're a health freak: I wish. But no.
Get along with your parents: Yes.
Like thunderstorms: Yes. Except while camping.

Drunk alcohol:
Yes, and I shouldn't. I tend not to when I'm out. The pills make me a very cheap and unpredictable drunk. However I do like a glass of wine some nights.
Gone on a date: No. As if.
Gone to the mall: No. Yuck.
Been on stage: No.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No.
Eaten sushi: No.
Been dumped: No.
Gone skating: No, but I wouldn't mind trying ice skating again one day. Maybe.
Gone skinny dipping:  No.
Stolen anything: No, not unless you count ferreting through the recycling bins at work for empty boxes.

Played a game that required removal of clothing:
No. I'm prudish like that.
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Ooooh yes. More than once. But not for a long time.
Been caught "doing something": No.
Been called a tease:  Yes.
Gotten beaten up: No.
Age you hope to be married: Don't care anymore.
Number of children you'd like: Two, but one is enough.
Describe your dream wedding: I'm dreaming of bathrooms and paint colours, not weddings.
What do you want to be when you grow up: Not sure.

Best eye color?:
Best hair color?:
Bown with a scattering of grey.
Short or long hair: Short but a bit shaggy is OK too.
Taller than me (just) and lanky.
Best first date location:
A road trip to Adelaide to see Carlton play Port with some camping thrown in.
Best first kiss location: Trashy niteclub (nb this preceded the first date).

Number of people I could trust with my life:
Number of CD's: I don't know, they tend to merge with Gerards. Lots. And we have vinyl and cassettes and digital too.
Number of piercings:
Three, and they've all grown over.
Number of tattoos: None
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: Once, in a review of our cafe
Number of scars on my body:  No big ones.

So there. I'm more boring than I ever thought. Tomorrow is shrink day. I have bathroom dilemmas. Bet she'll be fascinated.


Leisl said...

Very enjoyable read! I laughed so hard at the cuss answer!!!

Kris said...

On the hair issue: I've never met a short grey haircut I didn't like. Personally, I think grey hair on women (and men) always looks fabulous: funky and knowing and just gorgeous.
That's any kind of grey, from salt and pepper to the full silver bit.

suse said...

You DO have fabulous hair.
I'm trying to be brave enough to embrace my grey too. Maybe summer, as you say.
I ate half a packet of licorice allsorts yesterday.

bluemountainsmary said...

This is the beauty of memes.
You get to know so much more about a person.

victoria said...

Hare to rush and go get the kids from school but I want to say I LOVED reading your answers!!
p.s. yes, you can use my washing line pic - I'll put a better scan of it on my blog - of course!

Alby Mangroves said...

I do rather like your hair, it holds a great shape with (seemingly) minimum effort.. I loved that you forgot you didn't smoke anymore ! I know the circumstances were not funny, but what a fantastic thing to forget, kinda like forgetting you can't drive a car :)

kate said...

Embrace the grey! (I don't want to be the only one, I'm not cool enough to lead the revolution). The growing out is annoying, the never having to dye again is bliss.
The "missed the moment" idea on weddings made me laugh. The Bloke is currently suggesting that we get married so that we can put our toddler in a little suit, grow his hair, and be really bogan about it. Sometimes there are things that it feels silly to do out of order (not that other people shouldn't get married when they're over 30 and have kids already, it's a purely subjective response).

blue milk said...

Ooh I find these kinds of post somehow irresistable to read. Thanks.