An Award from Debs

Look! Isn’t this nice? Lovely Debs gave it to me. Actually it’s half Tom’s because Debs likes his paintings so much. Thank you from both of us, Debs.

The winners of this award have to answer the following in one word per question. Tom’s on the phone arranging for Mil and Dil to come down (nooo, don’t say anything Chris) so I’ll do the answers myself. Okay…
1. Where is your cell phone? Handbag.
2. Where is your significant other? Negotiating.
3. Your hair color? Depends.
4. Your mother? Surrey.
5. Your father? Jewelry box (oops, that’s two words. Will explain another time.)
6. Your favorite thing? Family.
7. Your dream last night? Decorating.
8. Your dream/goal? Happiness.
9. The room you're in? Study.
10. Your hobby? Running.
11. Your fear? Illness.
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Bestselling.
13. Where were you last night? Bed.
14. What you're not? Teenager.
15. One of your wish-list items? Mac.
16. Where you grew up? Surrey.
17. The last thing you did? Breathe.
18. What are you wearing? Clothes.
19. Your TV? Off.
20. Your pets? None.
21. Your computer? Vintage.
22. Your mood? Happy.
23. Missing someone? Dad.
24. Your car? Poorly.
25. Something you're not wearing? Beret.
26. Favorite store? Book.
27. Your summer? Missing.
28. Love someone? Yep.
29. Your favorite color? Blue.
30. When is the last time you laughed? Today.
31. Last time you cried? Sunday.

Now I have to pass this award onto another 5 blogs that I love. Hmm, too many to choose from so these are going to SBS for arranging the Aberystwyth meet on Thursday (yay!),
Preseli Mags who’s driving us there (thank you!), Flowerpot to show she’s appreciated, Zinnia Cyclamen who writes so damn well and Rose’s friend Rich who is travelling and whose blog is very entertaining.

Comments

Unknown said…

Loved you answers and will wait for the explanation of the jewelry box............

15 October 2008 at 03:59

Deborah Carr (Debs) said…

I too am interested in hearing about the jewellery box.

Glad you like the award. Love your answers.

15 October 2008 at 05:25

Westerwitch/Headmistress said…

Ah you long for a Mac - they are wonderful . . .

Fun list I enjoyed reading it.

15 October 2008 at 06:14

Flowerpot said…

thanks for that Chris - a fascinating selection of answers!

15 October 2008 at 06:46

Zinnia Cyclamen said…

Awww, thank you! Best of luck with the run.

16 October 2008 at 01:29

Zinnia Cyclamen said…

Awww, thank you! Best of luck with the run.

16 October 2008 at 01:29

CAMILLA said…

Congratulations on the award Chris,
loved your list, intrigued to hear about the Jewellery Box, it is only two days ago that I gave one as a gift for my Granddaughter's birthday.

xx

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