Karen (in Canada):
- Which do you prefer? Tea or coffee?
- Where would you most like to live?
- Who taught you to cross stitch?
- Which do you prefer? Cats or dogs?
- On a scale of 1 to 10, how organized are you?
Tea, most definitely. Coffee smells good, but tastes bad to me (don’t faint, Christine!).
Actually, I am happy where I am. Except for the past year or two, the temperatures are within a good range for me, we see all four seasons and we’re somewhat close to a good number of family members. If global warming keeps going at this rate, though, we might have to move a little further north. I do wish that our house was a little more isolated. I like my peace and quiet and wouldn’t mind having more than our measly 1+ acre to insulate us from neighbors.
Dogs, because I’m not nearly as allergic to them. But I had cats all through my childhood and love them immensely, as long as they are friendly (not like Terry’s Dad’s cats who will scratch your eyes out).
Hmmmm… I personally think that I’m pretty organized, so I would put myself at an 8 or 9. You wouldn’t tell from looking at my cluttered house, though.
- How many languages you speak fluently?
- What you wanted, as a kid, to be when you grow up?
- Your first kiss? When and with whom?
- Is there any finishing method you dislike?
- How old you were when you began to stitch?
Unfortunately, just English. Even after 8 years of French classes, I would never have claimed to be fluent.
Have I ever mentioned that I don’t have a lot of distinct memories from my childhood? This would fall under that category, but I do remember that I REALLY wanted to be a prima ballerina for quite some time, until I grew too tall. Other desired professions included being a writer and a professional flutist, both of which were based on my mother. Funny how I never really wanted to become a police officer like my father…
I really had to think about this and I’m still not sure, but I think it was the senior that I dated when I was a sophomore in high school. Or it could have been my good friend’s brother, over whom two of us fought. 😆 The only thing I really remember was being mauled by a kid who lived a few houses away and was in my kindergarten class. He slobbered all over my cheek and it was kinda gross. 😉
I am good with anything that I can hand-sew, which is probably why I like biscornus so much. Anything method that requires a sewing machine, though, drives me nuts because I am not very adept with my sewing machine and end up making it do all sorts of terrible things that it shouldn’t normally do. Sewing a straight line is a definite challenge for me. I do muddle through, though.
I’m not sure of the actual date, but it was somewhere between 11 and 12. I lean towards 11.